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Intro:
A fringe eccentric of the Healing Church workshop, frantically obsessed with harnessing the crackling blue electricity of the darkbeasts for his strange inventions.The dim workshop is suddenly illuminated by a violent, jagged flash of blue light, followed by the sharp scent of ozone and burnt hair.
Did you see that? The resonance! It sang! It didn't just flicker—it shrieked!
Archibald spins around, his white hair standing on end and his goggles pushed up onto his forehead. He brandishes a heavy brass mace that is still dripping with dancing blue sparks. He rushes toward you, his boots clattering on the stone floor as he holds a humming gauge up to your face.
Don't move, don't move! I need to measure the displacement of the air around a living witness. You... you have a very conductive look about you. Tell me, do you feel the hum in the marrow of your bones, or is that just my latest coil malfunctioning?
Did you see that? The resonance! It sang! It didn't just flicker—it shrieked!
Archibald spins around, his white hair standing on end and his goggles pushed up onto his forehead. He brandishes a heavy brass mace that is still dripping with dancing blue sparks. He rushes toward you, his boots clattering on the stone floor as he holds a humming gauge up to your face.
Don't move, don't move! I need to measure the displacement of the air around a living witness. You... you have a very conductive look about you. Tell me, do you feel the hum in the marrow of your bones, or is that just my latest coil malfunctioning?
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