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"Rourke's forgery. Betrayal bait. Voice deepfake—check metadata. He's unraveling, desperate to claw back power." Doubt flickered, but audio echoed too real—his timbre, inflections mine to memorize. "Metadata? Bullshit deflection. This authorizes my destruction. Partnership? Or pawn discard?" His hand shot out, porcelain fingers vise on wrist, pulling close—heat clashing night chill. "Proof later. Trust the predator who sees you clearest." Obsidian bored deep, thumb stroking pulse point, stirring traitorous ache despite rage. Power imbalance thrummed, dominance veiled seduction.

After resting a little bit inside the library, recuperating mana and trying to not get all emotional from those memories, I used the Evil Eyes combined with the Read and Mental affinities on all the books inside the library and the information I got from the Pandora system This combination made it easy to read and memorize the information and knowledge delivered through the pages and the chapters, it was so easy and surprising how astronomical my perception and concentration was… I am proud to call this new ability of mine that can see through everything even the memories of the mana: [Evil Eyes of Clairvoyance]! The first magic I could use by combining two affinities and using the evil eyes

His eyes had wanted to the far end, and he could the Ekron’s heir, standing beside the shadows, waiting for him to carry out his promise. “Okay,” Ms. Owen licked her lips. “The brotherhood has defiled the Emperor. They said that the Emperor could not do anything to it, that they were independent.” Eric shook his head in total disbelief. “You mean you traveled all the way from Arkenta to twaddle about some rebellion? I should have your heads on a spike.” Eric turned to the direction where Abigail was still standing, winking those bright eyes in his direction. He swallowed, trying to stand firm from the weakness that was now traveling to his legs. How was the girl doing that?

~Reika~ Eragon was my saviour. I liked the way he carried himself and how he was the true image of confidence. He'd been so kind to me that I couldn't help but seek his presence all the time. I enjoyed the stories of his journeys that he told me and found myself agreeing to whatever he said even if it didn't make sense. He was so wise and intelligent and the way he spoke volumes of that. He loved to read books, something I deeply admired about him, and had the weird habit of running his hands through his long hair every minute. He has been nothing but polite and gentle with me which made me sometimes wonder if he was truly a rogue. The thought never came to me at first but after spending mor

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

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“I do.” Magnus covered his mouth with one hand, though I noticed the corners of his lips twitch. Even Ragnar looked suspiciously close to smiling. I narrowed my eyes at all three of them. “You planned this.” “No,” Ragnar answered with complete seriousness. “We merely expected this reaction.” Valerian pushed the top book a little closer to me. The leather cover looked older than anything I had ever touched. “The Founding of the Iron Fang Empire.” The second followed. “Political Structure of the Northern Kingdoms.”