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... the ancient stone. The seventh attempt in as many minutes, each one yielding nothing but frustration.
"Hold still," she ordered, seizing a copper rod etched with spiraling script. Her movements had grown jerky, impatient. "This should resonate with the shard's frequency."
Soren remained motionless on the uncomfortable stool, his bare chest covered in dried sweat and strange powders from her previous tests. The shard pulsed cold against his skin, but revealed nothing to Naeria's ...
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