“Anyway, there’s a… sort-of ritual you can use on Harmony. One that forces it to do things. I have a feeling it will work for anyone who uses it.” She repeated a string of words in Eglathrin, getting each one perfect. Lucky scrolled back a few times, playing the phrase back until she’d memorized it. It was only because she listened more than once that she saw something strange. Not on the screen—it was Deadlight, and Lightning Dust. As the phrase played back, both of them froze in place, expressions going slack. Lucky turned, nodding towards them. “Dust?”