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... in looked at him. "You know what this is?"
"Yes." Sylas’s gaze didn’t move from the half-erased pattern. "But nobody outside my family should know it."
Avin crouched beside him, and Henry followed suit. The earth smelled faintly of burnt iron.
"This is an ancient pattern made by my family," Sylas continued, his tone low, careful. "It’s encrypted—no one else should even be able to recognize it."
Avin’s eyes narrowed. "What’s it used for?"
Sylas reached towa ...
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