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  figure the surface of the furnace must have had that hammer on it somewhere.”

  “I would still argue that the mark has been tattooed on young Lukas’ back,” Peridal told Venk, running his finger tips along the surface of the ‘hammer’. Only the boy’s unbroken skin could be felt. No scars, no damaged tissue, not even so much as a wrinkle could be detected. Very peculiar.

  “Well, if we were to believe this is a burn, and not a tattoo, and since he is in no pain, there is not much I can do. Give it some time. I am certain it will fade away on its own.”

  Satisfied, Venk nodded. It was what he wanted to hear.

  Peridal indicated the boy’s infected shoulder.

  “Now that is a burn. I have just the thing for it.”