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The next morning, Mercy took her into the heart of the pyramid, into the sunlight that fell through the crystal. Clothed in a simple, yellow dress, the goddess stood upon the raised floor. Desa felt her pulse racing. Something about this reminded her of the final tests she had taken at the Academy, tests in which she had been made to demonstrate her proficiency with Field Binding to nearly a dozen instructors. Rael had called her Infusions barely passable. She suspected that nothing she could have done would meet with his approval.
This was it: the reason she had come to this wasteland on the edge of the known world. The secret to defeating Hanak Tuvar. For the first time in a very long while, she began to feel a smidge of hope. Maybe when this was over…Well, that could wait.
Climbin
