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... the Human World clung to Owen's cloak as he stepped through the breach. The raw scent of storm still clung to him, and his eyes carried the weight of something more than just memory.
Henry and I were leaning against the jagged ridge overlooking the Vale, where the dying winds of Oblivion whispered in dead tongues. He didn't speak at first. Just handed me the obsidian case.
I caught it in one hand, feeling the faint hum of power run up my wrist.
"You got it," I said.
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