“But this is touching, Tardet,” said Chriseh seriously. “Have you grown to care for the community, after all?”
“For it?” shouted Tardet. “Expecto Archivum!”
From the tip of his bayonet burst the golden NW eagle. He landed on the office floor, bounded once across the office, and soared out of the window. Chriseh watched him fly away, and as his golden glow faded he turned back to Tardet, and his eyes were full of tears.
“After all this time?”
“Always,” said Tardet.”
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