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Staring at Szanod with alarm at first, Koorittou hesitated. Szanod, seeing the ice-demon's reluctance began to withdraw his hand, a slight look of defeat and reget in his darkened eyes. Seeing this, Koorittou chose.
Koorittou extended his hand and grasped Szanod's gauntlet covered hand in a fervent handshake, before he could completely withdraw it.
"I have never questioned your strength Szanod." Koorittou said, peering at the brimstone warrior with his ice blue eyes. "But I have questioned your honor and values as a warrior." Szanod looked back with a look of offense.
"However, I know longer queston that. You have shown mercy in answering Matt and mine's pleas, and you have offered your guidance, good or bad, when I was lost. You owe me no thanks, but I owe you mine, as well as my apologies. I am sorry for any damage that my demon side has caused you, any pain or torment. Though I must say that you appear to be healing just fine. You are undoubtedly strong Szanod, and you have only made yourself stronger by answering our pleas. Thank you."
With these words, the handshake was broken, and the two warriors turned to watch the battle that no ensumed. Koorittou couldn't help but smile as he thought 'If the guardian of the netherworld and an angel can come to some kind of an agreement, then anythings possible. Anything.'
Tears again began to flow out of Koorittou's ice blue eyes, but this time they were not from pain or sadness. Suddenly, his choice did not seem so hard to make and his situation did not seem so hopeless.
'I chose to survive...' Koorittou thought ' I chose to survive, and live my live with purpose...to survive and protect...to survive and live..'
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