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There was a shimmer of light in the corner of my eye, and I turned to see a slowly pulsing silver glow upon the floor in the middle of my summoning circle. Two feet beneath it lay the Blackened Denarius where the rest of Lasciel was imprisoned.
"Take up the coin," she urged me. "I can at least protect you from a backlash. I beg you not to throw your life away."