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Chapter 60. The Forgotten Key

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Rayden leaned forward, now completely drawn into the Elder's narrative. His skeptical aura had vanished, replaced by a pure, raw intensity and curiosity. The teacup before him was long, cold, untouched.

"A third function?" he asked, his voice low but urgent. "What else can that cursed thing do?"

The Grand Elder of the Altair clan smiled faintly, the smile of someone who had successfully captured his opponent's full attention. He glanced around the simple stone room, as if to ensure the walls themselves had no ears, before leaning closer. His voice dropped to a whisper filled with the echoes of history.

"A function that almost everyone in this world has forgotten," he said. "A function whose information you will not find in any sect's library. Its records exist only in the most ancient of textual fragments, guarded with the lives of families as old as our own."

He paused, letting the weight of that secrecy settle in the air.

"You, and everyone who covets the crystal—including Lord Drag
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