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The morning had come, but it brought no warmth with it.
The sky hung dully — a pale shroud of gray.
Dante stood before the tall alloy gates, their weight and reinforced thickness was opposing. Beyond them, the Retorta Guild’s outpost rose more like a fortress.
He stared in silence as Ivan exhaled, forcing a thin smile as if to mask the tension in his chest. "Well," he murmured, his tone light but unsteady, "I suppose here goes nothing."
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