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... yet tinged with an undercurrent of unease.
Flashlights flickered like fireflies, barely piercing the oppressive darkness that enveloped them,a darkness that seemed to pulse with the weight of centuries.
The air was thick and damp, clinging to their lungs with every labored breath.
Leading the charge was Ravik, his back straight and chin held high.
His crimson cloak billowed behind him, catching what little light there was.
The men of the Crimson Jackals f ...
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