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The result was everything Ketal had hoped for. The long detour to the East felt paid in full. However, a single problem remained.
“How am I supposed to actually absorb this?” Ketal muttered.
He turned the Dragon Bone over in his palm. He could feel Myst in it, dense and orderly, like light trapped inside a crystal. Yet, sensing power and consuming it were two different arts.
“Do I just… bite into it?”
The image came unbidden, beasts cracking marrow bones with their teeth, crunching through to the rich center. He almost laughed at himself, but the notion lingered. The Holy Sword sounded doubtful, then caught itself.
“That shouldn’t be… No, wait. If it is you, perhaps,” the sword said.
By name and nature, Dragon Bone was among the hardest substances in the world. This piece was not merely hard; it had been steeped in Myst until ordinary force could not even scratch its surface. The idea of breaking it with teeth would be ridiculous for anyone else.
For Ketal, the Holy Sword could not dismiss it out of hand. Still, it moved quickly to explain.
“Still, I don’t think that’s possible. You swallowed a fragment of a god once because it had been refined, which was made safe for use. But, this is not. What you hold is closer to...
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