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... igid air.
The walls curved around him like the inside of a dying heart, ancient stone blackened by centuries of cursed magic.
The ground pulsed faintly under his boots, alive, throbbing like a wound that refused to close.
At the center of it all, the figure waited.
It wore a fractured mask:
One half radiant, shimmering faintly with silver light.
The other blackened and jagged, devouring every trace of brightness.
Twin eyes glowed behind the ...
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