Michael’s eyes narrowed as he glared on the book. "This shield cannot stop me," he muttered. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small vial full of a shimmering, darkish liquid. "If the guard is powered by the temple's strength, then this elixir needs to do the trick.”He uncorked the vial and poured some drops onto his palm. The liquid felt bloodless, nearly like ice, however he not noted the feeling and smeared it over his fingers. Michael took a deep breath, steadied himself, and reached out all over again. This time they defend crackled however did no longer repel him. Slowly, carefully, he lifted the book from its pedestal.“Got it," he whispered triumphantly. The eBook felt historical, its cover worn but still vibrant with problematic designs. He opened it to the first page, eyes scanning swiftly. The text changed into written in an antique dialect, but Michael had studied enough to apprehend the gist. This e book held secrets and techniques, powerful ones that migh
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