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... moment her voice came through.
It was light. Feminine. Young, clearly that of a teenage girl. Yet something in the tone, the warmth that laced her greeting, turned the atmosphere from playful to focused in a single breath.
Serika stopped mid-stretch, freezing as Quinlan lifted the artifact closer.
"... Who?" Feng mouthed to Serika, raising an eyebrow.
Serika shook her head. She didn’t know who that was either, but judging by the sudden hush that blanketed the room ...
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