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Ichoron was the rarest substance in the world: a viscous liquid extracted from tunnels deep below the ocean floor. When properly refined, it enhanced anything it touched. Plated on buildings and ships, ichoron protected from assaults of nature and man. A single drop inside a bottle of wine could get a heavyset man drunk for days—while a bandage soaked in it could heal him after a nasty battle.
Whatever they’d found together on the Luminosity, cultivated in the darkness of the mines—it died down there.
“Dethalos is a disease characterized by the sudden onslaught of violent impulse. The symptoms preceding the outburst include headaches, nausea, and disassociation. Eventually, the person won’t respond to their own name.”
I’m not a pawn. I’m a Lumos-damned knight, and I’m not killing my queen.”
“We work together. I’m your knight, Kess. Use me. You’re not alone on that board.”