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Uncle Azzie received my request for a private meeting through the vizor, and invited me to his cabinet after dinner.
"What is it, Amy?" he asked.
"A classmate of mine," I said. "Callida Healy. There is something wrong with her. Like there was with me."
Uncle Azzie's face turned instantly serious.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
I shrugged.
"I think so," I said. "Although I can't promise you it's exactly the same thing. But her ethereal body looked wrong. Broken."
"You could see her ethereal body?" uncle Azzie asked.
I nodded.
"Like I saw yours and Grandpa's the day I gained the magical vision," I said.
"Ah," uncle Azzie said. "I thought that was a fluke. A maximum expression of your gift. Usually, even healers need a lot of time to see auras this well. Was this the first time you u
