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    A remix of Act 2 in which Gale gets more of a character arc resolution.

    “Gods damn it Gale!”
    Astarion leaps over him. The guard, poised to land an entirely excessive final blow to Gale’s skull, topples backwards with a knife in his gut. The second pierces his neck, sending him crashing to the ground. Astarion yanks his blades back, and drops to his knees beside Gale.
    “Oh no no no, you are not dying on me now.”
    Gale attempts to express something, but it comes out as a gurgle of bloody bubbles. The world swings to the side, black and spinning.
    “I swear, if it turns out I did just watch you spend the last of your magic sending your cat back to safety instead of saving your own damn skin-”
    The threat remains unfinished. A healing potion trickles between Gale’s lips.
    “Tressym,” Gale says, when he can finally trust his voice.
    Astarion is still crouched over him, cheeks flushed, sweat running down his brow and someone else’s blood smeared across his cheek. Gale has the sudden urge to kiss him.
    “What?”
    “She’s a tressym. Not a cat.”
    Astarion makes a noise of such furious, pained exasperation that Gale half expects the dagger to end up in his neck next.

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    25 Nov 2023