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Chapter 385: Then The Feast Begins
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... rface was rough, biting into his skin, but he didn’t move.
His knees dug into the ash scattered across the chamber, and the dust clung to his clothes, coating them in a dull gray film that scratched against his skin every time he shifted the smallest bit.
He stayed as still as he could, trying to make himself smaller, trying not to stand out like a child might hide in the corner of a room.
The gods’ voices had faded minutes ago, but their echo still clung to the air. They ...
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