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... from each other at a polished wooden table, quietly sipping their wine. The usually lively hall of the Crimson Arc Guild was eerily silent.
Every guild member had vanished.
Standing behind Thoren were ten hooded figures, motionless as statues. Some of their black robes had been scorched during battle, exposing fragments of armor beneath.
The metal glistened faintly under the dim illumination of the room radiated a chilling aura.
Within their hoods, hollow eye sock ...
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