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... an’s frame. The staff glowed along its etched grooves, the patterns that had seemed decorative moments ago now alive, ancient elven script whispering with each pulse. Leaves trembled on the trees above though no wind passed, their veins catching the glow like veins of emerald.
The children gasped.
"He’s using the Verdant Flow!" Teren whispered, voice shaking with both awe and fear.
Even Nysha, standing in the shadows nearby, straightened. Her crimson eyes narrowed, shadow ...
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