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Chapter 113: The Elusive Artifact
Author: Dweia
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“You’re lucky it didn’t immediately choke you to death.” Caille muttered. “Why didn’t it, I wonder?” She pursed her lips and tilted her head to the side.

Kyle shook his head. “I think it wanted to get out of this cave, and the chasm.” He admitted. “It had telepathic abilities, and it kept showing me the sky.” He sighed, then pushed those thoughts, and the lingering feeling of longing to the back of his mind. “Putting that aside, let’s try to find the artifact and get out of here.”

Caille nodded vigorously. “I’m fed up with this place. Let’s hurry.”

The Priestess of the Golden Flame didn’t linger here much longer. She informed Kyle of a faint trace of magic she was sensing on the back wall of the cave, then vanished into her flaming rift.

“Oh yeah,” Caille muttered a few moments later, pressing her palm against that same wall. “Illusion magic. There’s something beyond this wall.” She stepped back and knelt on the ground.

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