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DoubleFace reached out, his hand trembling as it hovered over the crystal. 'What if this changes us?' he whispered, his voice barely audible over the hum of the shard. Nelaria stepped closer, her presence a silent reassurance. 'What if it doesn't?' she countered, her gaze steady. The air between them was charged, not just with the power of the shard, but with the unspoken fears and desires that had drawn them together. They stood at the precipice of a decision that could alter their path forever, the weight of the ancients' expectations pressing down on them.
As DoubleFace's fingers finally made contact with the shard, the chamber erupted in a symphony of light and sound. Visions of forgotten battles, whispered secrets, and the faces of those they had lost flashed before their eyes. The shard was not just a key to power—it was a mirror, reflecting the deepest parts of their souls. Nelaria felt a surge of energy, a connection to the ancient voices that had guided them here. But with it came a warning, 0 reply
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