"Interesting." Tash lay on his back beside a swimming pool, the roof of the gymnasium blown apart, eyes examining the brilliant pyramid he held, bathing in its beauty after he had bathed in the pool water. "50 skyshards makes one falseprism. One trueprism makes 50 skyshards."
"That's how the formula goes," Saleff said, sitting to his left on the same chair he laid upon, her legs down the side. "Just like 200 skyprims makes one Falseshard, and one Trueshard makes 200 trueprisms."
Tash smiled, meeting her turquoise eyes. "That's why the two of us are so special. Combined, we equal to 401 trueprisms."
"Not true." She took the trueprism off his hands, letting his sight shoot for the dark gray sky through the broken ceiling. "The Trueshards we absorbed don't count now. We could've turned them both into 400 trueprisms, but having Augmentskills ain't bad either. Combined, we equal to our beast forms and just this one trueprism."
