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A thick scroll of parchment lay unrolled in front of me, right beside a bottle of black ink and a sharp quill.

After a quick chat with Caspian following his morning training session, my focus shifted completely to one thing: the protection ritual for Elijah.

I stared down at the neat notes I’d pulled together from Dorian’s instructions. The man was nothing if not thorough.

Iqxe Mud from the Southern Swamp—ready.

Altar stone—ready.

Purifying holy water from the Sapphire Water ...