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... trong>[Type: Conscious Dungeon (Biological)]
[Depth: Esophagus]
The Dungeon wasn’t made of stone but it was made of Meat. The walls were throbbing, the floor was spongy and the air smelled like iron and bile.
"I hate this already," Sylvia nauseated, covering her nose with a perfumed handkerchief. "Why is the floor moist?"
"It’s saliva," I said while checking my boots. "We are inside a giant stomach."
The D ...
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