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Chapter 65: The Fragment Is Contained

作者: TheRunesmith
last update publish date: 2026-09-07 22:50:37

The fragment in the root cellar continued its slow green pulse. Merja and two of her most trusted healers began constructing a containment circle around it using old iron filings, salt, and the last of the binding herbs she had left. It wasn't a permanent solution. It was a way to keep the residual connection from screaming quite so loudly across the keep.

I helped where I could. My arms still carried the deep, grinding cost of the previous night's power use. Every time I lifted something heav
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