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s into the fullness of his powers. Lysandra then turned to look at Galen. He looked nothing like what was said but Lysandra had seen the extent of his powers when he escaped from the slavers. He would become powerful, there was no doubt about it. Her thoughts then darkened as it always did whenever it concerned the Empire. The

ay from him. The days were getting dark and she hope

s and sword by her side within reach of her hand Incase of any danger or attempt on their lives. Without waking her, Galen crept out of the fern to hunt

e, "Why did you replace my dampener. I mean, there was literally no time for you to have picked it up and placed it on my wrist. I w

Amazons, do you?" Lysandra aske

a flush of embarrassme

r Gifts, bestowed by the gods, are a double-edged sword. Without the

do you think that? I never asked for these...

ol or suppression, they can cause intense, internal burns. It's a slow, agonizing death. Before we reach the Rebel Kindred

erstanding etched on his face as

bilities to create protective wardings. That was where Galen learnt that even though Amazon's fighting skills are honed to perfe

r arms, shoulders, and torso. These sacred symbols are a testamen

ric patterns that shimmer with a subtle, Silver glow. This ethereal lumin

her to form a protective barrier. These serpentine patterns seem to shift a

er-like motifs. These symbols evoke the image of wings, signifying Lysandra'

intense, Silver light. This radiant energy seems to amplify her abilities, attuning her

ity, a visual representation of her heritage, stren

the dampener, and a surge of raw energy coursed through his body. His ey

instructed, her gaze intense. "You don't draw a sword until you need it. Learn to con

le of leaves, and every sound in the forest became amplified, crystalline. The pounding of his own he

k against the rising tide, straining to contain it. The effort left him drained, the exertion taking mo

eral times at Lysandra'sbehest until he got the hang of it

y: Valtoria. Galen and Lysandra stood at the edge of the forest looking at the city gate. From their vantage point, they could see people going in and coming o

powers. Lysandra looked at him, "You know what to do?" Galen nodded, "Cover my Marks at all times. Not everyone is susceptible to Marked people. In some cities, they are killed on sig