Gao Yang didn't have time to say anything before Nine Cold spoke up.

"I lost three brothers because of it."

Nine Cold's icy voice was filled with anger and resentment. He tossed the rune to Gao Yang, who caught it and examined it closely.

This rune wasn't much different from the others, made of black metal, about the size of a compact mirror, and 1cm thick.@@novelbin@@

The rune was covered with intricate circuits, and the front was engraved with an ancient totem: a cluster of flowers, each petal identical.

Gao Yang's heart sank heavily, his bad premonition confirmed.

"Mamba," Gao Yang asked, "can't your arm grow back?"

Mamba weakly shook his head, "My talent hasn't recovered yet."

Gao Yang looked at everyone else, "Have your talents returned?"

Everyone shook their heads.

Gao Yang tried to activate [Flame], but the energy within him remained dormant.

"Do we have to leave the Talisman Hole for our talents to recover?" Gray Bear asked Gao Yang.

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