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Tugark let out a sigh of relief when he realized that they weren't going to drop another 100 stories or something was going to explode. He released his tight hold on Lady Samsara and started to go closer to the gnome.

"K'korro thakt ne dennaht zawaeh, Tugark,"

He stumbled half stride in the direction of Glixenheimer and had opened his snout to try to pronounce his own name. Tugark by this point, looked like he had seen a ghost. Well, it didn't help that they were surrounded by ghosts.. But a ghost in particular he never imagined he'd find. If he were human, the color would have drained from his face.

He scarcely breathed. The memories played up in his mind, pain and rage still very fresh emotions despite his long slumber. It was as if those very words opened a wound that was barely healed over.

Slowly he let in a breath that his lungs began to beg for, looking down at the woman in his arms with tears in his eyes. Could it be? Could it be he had found her?

As the gnome had forgotten the other part of his party, Tugark had forgotten about him for the moment. The beast fell forward on his trembling knees, burrowing his massive head in the crook of his arm where Lady Samsara remained unconscious.