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Harvey's wry smile confirmed Ambrose's fears.
Divination was a power that bordered on the divine.
Though you might not always be able to see the future, whatever future you did see was guaranteed to pass.
Fate could not be overcome. That was the basis for the power of divination.
The biggest hurdle, then, came when a diviner prophesied his own death. Nothing could change that fate.
Death would descend in precisely the manner and at precisely the time perceived.
Even a deity couldn't save Harvey now.
"How long away is it?" Ambrose asked Harvey.
"About… less than two months. I can't get a precise read on it, but the fact that I encountered you here, Master, likely means I don't have much time left."
"Have you been waiting here for me all along?" Ambrose asked.
Harvey nodded. "I had the faint sense that I would be able to find you here if I waited long enough, Master, though I didn't expect I'd have to wait for the better part of a month. Still, now that I've returned your phylactery to you, Master, I have no regrets."
Ambrose didn't speak.
This was how he felt whenever an old friend was about...
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