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... ne with exquisite grace due to special materials, and the solemnly arranged seats were all empty.
Only one person, wearing simple Chain Armor and an armband on his sleeve, sat in the first row.
The interior was extremely quiet, Marcus gazed at the altar in front of him, and at the Dragon Lord’s carving in the center of the stone wall.
The haze of death seemed like a phantasmagoric dream.
As if led to a blissful land, and marked with a passage of textual memory. ...
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