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Chapter 107

Author: Greenwood
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-28 05:07:51

Dax POV

Riven studies the metal in the light. There's a pair of goggles affixed to his face, and when he presses a knob attached to the side, another lens slides in front of the first, magnifying his vision. When I asked him about it, he said he got it from a friend. When I asked him if I could get one, he looked at me as if I was stupid.

He's not looking at me like that now. If anything, he seems genuinely perplexed.

“It's nothing like any metal I've seen, all right,” he says, letting the small piece clatter into a test tube.

Over the course of the morning, he's performed every conceivable kind of test he could think of. The air smells of sulphuric acid and ozone. Beakers crowd the workbench, their sides streaked with cloudy residues. A Bunsen flame hisses in the corner, its blue tongue licking at a blackened crucible. He’s scratched the sample against steel, listened to the sound it made when tapped, even pressed a magnet to it and scowled when it refused to obey.

He’s moved on to
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