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-Thud.
Rodolf dropped Ralf’s limp body onto the jagged stone floor.
"What do we do now?" He growled, clenching his fists
Suddenly, the ground beneath our feet began to tremble. The ceiling—already cracked and unstable—let out a low, ominous groan. Bits of gravel and dirt rained down on us.
We couldn’t stay here much longer. If the Behemoth didn’t kill us, the cave would.
I cast a glance up at the hulking figure looming over us. "We kill it... ...
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