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Chapter Five Hundred and Sixty-Eight – Knave
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It had been a while since I'd last laid eyes on a dungeon. I stared at the entrance for a while. It was, predictably, kind of dark in there. Cavernous, even.
The edges of the dungeon were made of stone that matched the earth of the crater; only a few steps in, that was traded into carved blocks that were a strangely dark colour.
"Nervous?" Amaryllis asked in a low voice. She was standing surprisingly close, the knight's helmet she had grabbed still in her hands.
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