[Celestial Academy — Administrative Wing Corridor — 10:23 AM]
The book floated a meter off the ground.
The team had followed it from the old building to here — across the central courtyard, through the secondary corridor, to this point where it had stopped in front of a closed door.
The door opened.
Davan stepped into the corridor because he had heard footsteps. Cael's second, Inquisitor in training, level 68 — the same contained posture as always, his hand going instinctively to the weapon at his belt when he saw the group at the end of the corridor.
Then he saw the book.
Floating in front of him. Thirty centimeters from his face.
Davan looked at it. The book looked back at him — or so it seemed, because something in F5's energy oriented itself completely toward him in that moment, with the certainty of something that had been searching for decades and had just found what it needed.
The book landed in his hands.
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F5 activated.
