Witnessing this moment, every mind still bowed to the ground, flooded with frenzied thoughts, for they all recognized one thing at once: Caprion, formidable as he appeared, was no independent being at all, but a construct—an embodiment wrought by a Spark skill the Wanderer Merchant had used to create him.
And what skill was that? Those who knew felt their shock deepen. It was a Rank 4 Spark ability, one of the rarest, even among Rank 4 Sparks, a technique that made cloning from a body part possible.
"Sorry for not greeting you all personally," the Wanderer Merchant's voice carried to every ear at the same instant, warm and amused, a soft chuckle threading through it. "I cannot help it; this habit is years in the making."
