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... hed into his mind, asking if he had finalized his selection with the pair of boots in his hands.
Sterl nodded. There was no choice—he couldn't glean any information from the vault's contents, so he had to settle for selecting something at random to get a feel for the process.
Once he confirmed his choice, the invisible aura enveloping the boots slowly faded away. What Sterl hadn't expected was that, although the boots had appeared to have a metallic sheen, seemingly made from som ...
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