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Feliks expands the sword and passes it to me. The weigh of it makes my feet sink deep into the matted threads on the floor. I feel their magic pulsating, even through my boots. We reach the doorway and I slide the blade from its sheath and swish it through the thick tangle blocking our path. The threads shrivel away from the the blade, revealing a spiral staircase ahead. It, too, is covered with silver threads, which cascade down the steps like a glowing, curving waterfall.