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The crimson-haired woman felt a strange, unexplainable connection emanating from the stone resting within Mikael's palms. Without hesitation, she reached out and touched it—and in the very next moment, the stone responded to her presence.
A gentle, warm sensation flowed through her veins, like a soft breeze brushing against her very soul. It spread steadily within her, unfamiliar yet not entirely unwelcome.
However, just as quickly as that warmth settled, a wave of dizziness struck her. Scarlette shook her head, attempting to maintain clarity, to ground herself in the present—
THUD!
'W-what's happening…?'
Scarlette collapsed onto the ground, clutching her head as the dizziness intensified.
"SCARLETTE!"
She heard Mikael's panicked voice calling out to her, his presence rushing to her side as he tried to steady her.
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