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... hering near the obelisk, the group would be attacked by the ever-elusive creatures. That turned out not to be the case. The emotions he could sense with his music skills remained just as distant, even if they were markedly stronger.
The strange thing was that no one seemed to be doing anything remotely useful. Raven stood ten feet from the monument, observing it intensely. Phoil was sitting on the ground, playing with the shimmering deck of cards, and Cheska was idly practicing her spell ...
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