Aria led Eryndor to a large, crystal orb that sat atop a pedestal in the center of the room. The orb pulsed with a soft, blue light that seemed to be calling to Eryndor.

  "This is the Oracle's Eye," Aria said, her voice filled with reverence. "It's an ancient artifact that allows me to see into the depths of one's soul."

  Eryndor felt a shiver run down his spine as Aria reached out and touched the orb. The blue light grew brighter, and Eryndor felt himself being drawn into its depths.

  "Relax, Eryndor," Aria said, her voice soothing. "This will only take a moment."

  As Eryndor watched, Aria's eyes seemed to glaze over, and she entered a trance-like state. The blue light grew even brighter, and Eryndor felt himself being pulled into a vision.

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  In the vision, Eryndor saw himself standing atop a mountain, surrounded by a fierce storm. Lightning flashed all around him, and the wind howled with a ferocity that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth.

  But despite the turmoil around him, Eryndor felt a sense of peace and calm. He raised his hands, and a bolt of lightning shot forth, striking the ground with a deafening crash.

  As the vision faded, Eryndor found himself back in Aria's workshop, the Oracle's Eye still pulsing with a soft, blue light.

  Aria opened her eyes, a look of wonder on her face. "Eryndor, you have a gift beyond anything I've ever seen," she said, her voice filled with awe.

  Eryndor felt a surge of excitement and curiosity. What did Aria mean? What gift did he possess?