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... the altar room.
Their new magical weapons gleamed under the soft glow of the greenish veins on the stone flesh walls. The air that was once filled with the metallic scent of blood and the sharp bite of decay a moment ago, now carried the warmth of relief and victory.
Myles stood behind them with his arms folded, his gaze lowered. His mind wandered back to the undertaker’s cryptic words.
Those words dug into his thoughts, refusing to go. He frowned, lost in the feeling of ...
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