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... n, his face already pale before he’d fully crossed the threshold.
The air inside was suffocating. Six figures sat around a long table, their presence alone enough to make the temperature feel like it had dropped. The empty seventh chair at the table seemed to radiate its own kind of menace, a silent accusation that hung in the room.
The messenger’s hands trembled as he clutched a folded piece of paper. "S-sir," he stammered, his voice cracking. "It’s been confirmed. All loot hous ...
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