In the pursuit of extraterrestrial prey, you've finely tuned your senses to detect the arcane. In a fleeting moment, you can discern the presence of magic items within a 120-foot radius of yourself.
Your gaze sharpens as the faint shimmer of arcane energy flickers into view. Within the expanse, objects glow subtly, revealing their hidden enchantments. The air around you hums, each magical item now unmistakable.
# | Type | Name |
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1 | Subclass | Conclave of the Aberration |