This was the new idea Valdez had shared with him yesterday. It didn’t have a formal name yet, but he had patted his chest and guaranteed it would be absolutely effective, claiming he had verified it repeatedly. He had even demanded that Lloyd swear in the name of the "Venerable One" never to leak it.
Lloyd, having no intention of leaking someone else’s invention, raised his hand and swore without the slightest bit of pressure.
Shortly after, he felt a vague sense of change within himself, though it was unclear—indescribable, even. It felt more like an illusion. Perhaps swearing an oath to oneself was simply too strange.
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