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... Beads of sweat rolled down his face, combining with the dust.
The air was heavy with a musty, earthy scent, heightening the sense of foreboding in the oppressive atmosphere.
He slumped to the ground and wiped his forehead with his sleeve, trying his best to calm his irregular breathing.
It hasn't even been an entire day since he entered the tomb with the others, but he already felt like he would die any second.
Bia was lying sprawled on the ground behind him, als ...
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