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... drum in the silence. Ahead, only darkness stretched. Not a shadowed hall, not a dim tunnel true, suffocating darkness, thick as fog and colder than ice.
He clenched his fingers around the hilt of his sword. Its edge, usually vibrant with a faint silver glint from his Blade Aura, looked dead here. Even his aura felt suppressed, as if this place didn’t merely drain power, but rejected it outright.
"Another test," Thalen muttered to himself, voice small in the void.
A torch ...
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