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... To his left stood several statues with humanoid figures worn down by time, just like he had seen in so many places initially.
Some had strange inscriptions along their bases, glowing faintly red as though the symbols themselves were breathing.
On his right, long slithering vines crawled over the ground. They moved in slow waves, like lazy serpents half-asleep. Every few seconds, one would curl around a rock or a broken spear, as if testing what was alive and what wasn’t.
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