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... vestigate this. Skymender is busy, so I'll find some other trustworthy person."

The Western Monks nodded.

Skymender was no longer needed, and he returned to the lab to do more research. One of the first rank Sword Masters of the Empire were sent out with the Western Monks to investigate. This would be a multiple year journey, just like when Skymender went to the Western Desert to find a new way to see.

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