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... ttled Noah’s ribs.
Dust fell from the ceiling in fine curtains, coating the ground with a faint gray sheen.
He could hear it more clearly now, not just one or two sets of footsteps, but dozens, marching in sync, echoing through the tunnels.
Beside him, Cecilia’s expression hardened. The soft glow of her fire magic wreathing her hands flared brighter, bathing the tunnel in amber light.
"B-ranked," she muttered. "They’re smaller, but faster. And they come in packs." ...
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