Aldrich and Valera stood at the edge of the table, peering at Medula and Fler'Gan's work. The journal was propped open to its first page, moved remotely using magical force conjured by the worktable. Above it was a mystically created silhouette of blue that looked to be an exact replica.
"Check the stability of the simulacrum," said Medula as she held her hands to either side of the silhouette, feeding it magical energy through mana tendrils that extended from her fingers.
"Stability is perfect," said Fler'Gan. "The simulacrum should be as close to the original construct as possible. I dare to say that even specialists in the Order would struggle to match such efficient and accurate work.
Creating simulacra of tomes, with all their intricately detailed individual pages and the countless letterings upon them, is no easy task indeed."
