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... low, endless grime blackened his fingers. The small beast on his shoulder growled something about finding Quintella faster. Who were they? He didn't care. Ignoring it, he sank his mana into old stones between the first and second repositories. The spatial anomaly... not here. Further, then.
It was only when he reached the wall between the fourth and fifth repositories that his mana caught on a hollow. His eyes narrowed on his hand. A room?
His thought instantly faded, erased by t ...
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