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... plummeted.
The toxic and humid air of the sewers was instantly replaced by a dry and suffocating cold that felt like breathing in powdered glass.
The grey polygons of the entrance reformed behind them, sealing them into a pitch black corridor of polished obsidian.
"Little boss, it’s dark," Grog muttered. His heavy boots echoed unnaturally loud against the stone. "Grog can’t see nothing to smash."
Sebastian didn’t answer immediately.
His eyes were adjusting ...
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