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“Ah,” the Holy Sword whispered, and it felt as if it swallowed its own breath while listening.
The other voice within Ketal was rough and raw, closer to a beast’s snarl than to human speech. Even so, it was unmistakably language, charged with intent, heavy with its own will. The Holy Sword heard it clearly and could not deny what it had heard.
“At last, I can spit out my will properly. Curse it. That took disgustingly long.”
“What is this?” Ketal said, startled despite himself. “You can speak? I thought you only howled. I assumed you could not form words.”
“Did you truly take me for a beast?” the new voice said.
Irritation and anger rasped through the air. As the voice throbbed, the Myst inside Ketal churned as if answering it. Ketal chuckled and answered with light amusement.
“No offense. You only ever howled, so that conclusion was natural.”
Something with will had been inside him for a very long time. It could assess situations and make choices. Ketal had already deduced as much, so the fact that it spoke surprised him less than it might have. The Holy Sword felt no such calm.
“A m-monster?” the sword thought, and the thought bled into voice because it could not hold it back.
The Holy Sword had always known that Ketal carried something strange. It had assumed...
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