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Amun chuckled at her reaction, though it wasn’t nearly as happy as when Amalia had last heard him laugh. ”It’s new enough. And thanks.” Turning his hand this way and that, he reached out with his mind, causing the light to shut off and the skin of his palm under the square to turn blue. ”Definitely not real sunlight.”
Then he made his skin looked scarred and pockmarked, as if ravaged by some terrible disease or perhaps acid. "It definitely doesn't hurt either." Finally, he ordered the patch to shift back to his normal skin, before tucking his hand back under his legs. "It's more a fun trick than anything else."
Then he made his skin looked scarred and pockmarked, as if ravaged by some terrible disease or perhaps acid. "It definitely doesn't hurt either." Finally, he ordered the patch to shift back to his normal skin, before tucking his hand back under his legs. "It's more a fun trick than anything else."
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
