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... rattle echoed through the Reliquary, deep and scornful. I didn’t like it. There were few things as disturbing as laughing skulls. A good chunk of my predecessors appeared to find Necahual’s demand terribly amusing.
The rest… far less so.
“Magic is a blessing, not an art,” the grimmer skulls said dismissively. “One must be born with the aptitude before they can learn anything. Try as she may, this Necahual will never become a Nahualli. It simply cannot be done.”
I feared a ...
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