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... , damp stone, and a hint of decay.
Flickering torches lined the walls, hissing and sputtering as they cast erratic shadows that danced ominously in the dim light.
Ravik stood at the threshold, his breath coming in ragged gasps, sweat beading along the edges of his armor.
Only twenty of his men remained, once proud soldiers now reduced to hollow-eyed specters. They’d been whittled down corridor by corridor, trap by trap, until this battered remnant was all that was left. < ...
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