Chapter 385
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The seal cracked with a sound like bone snapping. Caster felt it through his boots before he heard it. The vibration ran up the stone floor, into the bench legs, into his knees.

The vault door did not swing open. It peeled. Layers of ward-script lifted from the surface like dead skin and slid down in strips, turning gray as they fell.

A Sixth Ring warden stepped back at once. “Don’t touch,” the man said, voice tight.

Caster already had his gloves on. The vault was small, square, and old. The c
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