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Quin was left in awe at what had just happened. His eyes were wide and he was moved to the point of crying. He was far more sensitive to vibrations and the emotions carried on them than the average person. The music was beautiful on so many levels that Quin couldn't help but weep at the beauty. He didn't care what anyone though of him for doing so. He was also enthralled by Iziti's cool abilities.

"That was... beautiful." Quin sniffled as he tried to regain his composure. "Yes I would love to see this in person, if everyone else wants to come too." He practically begged.

There was far more happening with Quin than one would be able to observe with standard perception.Quin didn't just want to see this music in person, he wanted to be a part of it, to help to create such beauty. But Quin was also enjoying the music on a physical level. Eurythmians have a unique ability to convert music into manna. It was a strange process that didn't create much manna, but depending on the complexity and the emotion carried by the piece of music, the potency of the manna could be quite high. The piece that he had just witnessed was enough to create the most potent manna he had ever felt. The trouble was that the manna created through this method had a byproduct that effected people like a euphoric drug if someone other than a Eurythmian were to tap into it and try to use it. Luckily for Quin, most people didn't have this talent. Quin, like most Eurythmians, had a naturally high tolerance to euphoric byproduct of the manna production, almost an immunity, but this piece was so nice it even had him feeling a little giddy and mellow.