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"Repeat the name of the technique to me, please," Elanor asked, leaning in, her green eyes widening with keen interest.
Even Siona, who was always so cool and unperturbed, shifted her expression as he uttered the name of the inheritance he received.
"It's called Hridaan's Legendary Harmonization Art," he reiterated, raising an eyebrow.
"Are you sure that is the title?" she asked again, her voice sharp with incredulity.
"It is. Why?" Klein asked, his brow furrowing. "Don't tell me it's some overpowered technique, or something forbidden to other races."
"It is not forbidden..." Elanor paused, exchanging a glance with her niece, as some unsaid conversation went on between them.