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... ed pedestal, the veins of crimson light still spiraling slowly across its blackened stone. Behind him, the SSS Hero Elarin watched with folded arms, eyes sharp beneath the furrow of her brow. They had descended into the Forgotten Hollow a chamber buried beneath centuries of rubble and myth. Only those acknowledged by the Tyrant’s Spirit were said to be able to awaken what lay here: the First Root.
He wasn’t even sure what that meant yet.
Thalen’s hand hovered over the relic, his ...
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