Chapter 396
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Caster stepped into the lower lab with Kael Dorn already at work, the room lit by suspended warded lamps that hummed faintly.

The ash residue from the recent Ashfall incidents was spread across multiple stone tables, collected in fine sheets, vials, and pressed into shallow basins. Every particle seemed to hold a memory.

Caster knelt beside one of the larger trays, fingers hovering above the floating motes, feeling the faint pull of resonance even before touching them.

Kael didn’t look up. “W
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