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... the card back to Vincent.

"How long will it take?" Vincent asked after storing his quantum card in his inventory.

"I will start working on it right away. Under the love of my hammers, I will make sure to create the Bracelet of Strength out of them in several hours." Jamie replied with a smile, feeling happy to work on materials that no crafter has ever seen in their life, much less taste what it feels like to create an item out of them.

"Then should I drop by early tomorrow?" V ...

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