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The walls had been carved smooth, reinforced and decorated with fitted wood rather than stone. A single lantern hung from a metal hook above.
A desk sat at the center.
Ryn moved to it immediately.
Ledgers lay stacked neatly, their pages worn from frequent use but carefully kept. He flipped one open, eyes scanning down columns of numbers and data.
His brow furrowed.
"..."
Nearly ninety percent of the manalite yield had never stayed in Khaz Vo ...
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