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Date: Tuesday, 2 June 2009 10:07 (UTC)
"Then you should have assumed I'd be corteous enough to give you one!" Uriel retorted. Not that he would have; that'd have been just insulting.

Gabriel was... going still just a bit faster. How was that even possible? Frowning, Uriel strained his wings, beating them as fast as he could. Surely he wasn't going to lose like this...

But no. Gabriel reached the woods just moments before him. Uriel had no time to even comment on this as he instead focused on one thing: Do not hit the trees.
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