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| “Let me ask one question first: what is this Infinite City you just mentioned?” | | “Let me ask one question first: what is this Infinite City you just mentioned?” |
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− | Fifty men and women, young and old, stood in Great Hall of the Plum Blossom Retreat. To one side stood Chung Chih, Su Jiao, and Bi Tian, the first generation of amalgams. At the head of the hall, three solars stood. Evening had fallen; the feasting was over and most of the student had returned to their homes for the much need break. For fourteen weeks they had trained and studied how best to develop their native abilities, and they little understood why this respite had been granted before the final phase of their education in character and noble virtue. These fifty had been called aside, as well as Lyssa, who listened from behind a screen.
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− | Rivers spoke. “You fifty and one have been selected to join the first three. Out of all of your peers you have shown the greatest promise, initiative, courage, dedication, and loyalty. In a week we will begin taking you from your classes to undergo the change.”
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− | Nameless Ravine nodded. “Each of you has agreed to take the change, and so you understand cost and the reward. The magic will bind you to us forever, and change you in ways we do not entirely know. You will different, but you will also be powerful.”
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− | Leaf Shakes the Wind spread one hand. “During this week you must prepare yourself. Say good bye to all that you once were, for when you are changed you will be given tasks of great importance and tremendous danger. You will have the chance to heal land and protect the people, but your power will still be as nothing to the deathlord’s assassins. Say farewell, and find for yourselves one thing, one precious object that represents all that you are sacrificing for, all that you love that is the Marukan. Return with it, and it will become a part of you. Forever.”
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− | Selara the fierce stepped forward and shouted, “I am ready now! Take my sword and make us one! I need no time to reflect.”
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− | A dozen warriors stepped forward beside her and gave a great hurrah, lifting their own weapons.
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− | Rivers gave a weak smile and spread his arms with his palms downward. “No, seriously, take a week to think about it. I mean…”
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− | Nameless Ravine interrupted him mid-sentence. “You’re not choosing which pretty little manwhore to bed tonight. This is your destiny, you slugs. Take a week!”
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− | There was one last shout of acclamation, and the hall was emptied.
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| [[Heaven's Mandate]] | | [[Heaven's Mandate]] |