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Windor shrunk a tiny bit at Ishmael's outburst before pulling himself together and growling. "So you will not take responsibility. You will not lead your people. Fine!" He spat. "Let any harm that comes to them be at your hands. Let them suffer under anarchy. See if I care, Mortalsoul." After these last words were yelled, he turned tail and scampered away, fling into a tall tree to watch with anger. An aura of fierce hatred, anger, and indignation surounded him.