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- Sando pointed at Harvan with two fingers. The four shapecrafters flanking Sando began gesturing and chanting. Suddenly, Harvan and Winston were not moving. Harvan trembled. Winston stayed still as a statue.
- Cole felt nothing. He drew his sword. “Get out of here, Sando.” He stepped closer to Harvan and Winston, bathing them more fully in light from the beacon. Both men shook off their paralysis.
- Sando glared at the female shapecrafter. “The boy,” he murmured.
- “I’ve never felt such a slippery target,” she complained.
- Sando narrowed his eyes. Then they widened. “You have an interesting lamp, young sir. Unusual craftsmanship. It resembles one that is meant to stay safely hidden. Surely you have not brought it into jeopardy at the periphery of the echolands?”
- Chapter 25
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