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Aingeal went limp in my arms. I sucked in a deep breath, warring with the agony shooting through my body. “They did it,” I breathed. I couldn’t see anything but a smearing after blur. His servant has long searched for the receptacle of his soul; his phylactery.” Ealaín shifted. But would it be enough? My heart exploded in fright, my stomach sinking. I clutched to the few abjuration spirits I had, kept them behind me. Evocation spirits rushed in front of him. Or perhaps his race had no appreciation of art.
