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... beast.
Its claustrophobic walls pressed tightly, slick with centuries of condensation, each stone scarred by time and etched with patterns too ancient to decipher.
The air was thick, oppressive,a heavy blanket that clung to their skin, infused with the stench of rot, mildew, and blood long dried into dust.
At the forefront was Caelum, his torchlight casting jagged shadows that danced across the walls.
Only thirty strong men now when remain now,each man limping, sw ...
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