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2024-10-29 19:42:56[Faye]
“What do I need to do?” I ask, making contact with Devona, ignoring Arthur’s glare. “And how will it help us?”
“The beacon,” Sir Percival explains from behind us. “Is a way for all the knights of the Round Table to be called into service. It is a summons. It cannot be ignored or denied and must be followed, no matter how far away we are. There is a chance that it might free the other knights from the spell placed on them by Mab.”
“A small chance,” Arthur interrupts. “It is also very possible that they will either not feel it, in which case your efforts would be wasted, or that they will feel it and come, but the effects
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