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- “The…the Noble Phantasm — and therefore the spell imitating it — draws strength from the wielder’s heart. Um, metaphorical heart, that is. The stronger and steadier his…resolve is the best word I have, the stronger the barrier. ”
- Both of Piggot’s eyebrows rose. “Are you shitting me?” was written all over her face.
- “I suppose I’ve heard more ridiculous conditions for powers to work on,” she allowed. “Very well. And?”
- “I’m…not Galahad,” I admitted. “I don’t have his…sureness and clarity of mind. Even with an Install — um, when I’m using all of his power, I mean — I’m not confident enough that I…”
- That I wouldn’t falter. That I wouldn’t have a moment of doubt that would cause the whole thing to collapse. Any other time… Maybe. But I was still trying to draw the line between me and Khepri, and I didn’t know that I could have the sheer confidence necessary when my head still wasn’t on totally straight.
- “So I made that,” I went on, gesturing to the pendant, “and I was going to make a few others, so that the barrier wouldn’t have to rely on one person’s heart, but could draw strength from several.”
- “Splitting the burden in order to increase the efficiency and efficacy,” Armsmaster noted with something like approval
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