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Gideon was speechless.

For a moment, he wondered if the child was so tired, she didn't realize just what she was sitting on. It was the likelier case, all things considered. After all, using that stonesinging of hers to this point was expectedly an exhausting endeavor. He was astonished at just how long she could maintain that song of hers. If the girl would have just applied herself more, he's sure she'd be a formidable stonesinger with that magic of hers.

But now was not the time to think about the future.

"[color=95A5A6]Raelzeth. Stand up and come to me, slowly.[/color]" Gideon spoke, his breath more paced than normal. The grip on his spear tightened, though he made sure not to make too sudden a move. Gideon's eyes heavily scrutinized the rock Raelzeth was sitting on, his blessing almost practically screaming at him as he laid his eyes it. Any minute movements, hints of exertion, anything he could spot and therefore anticipate.

The Sage felt as if the Living Vein they were searching for was indeed right under their noses... almost literally, in the child's case.