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... at led to the underground prison beneath Hektor’s mansion. The air was damp, cold, and carried the sour scent of mildew. Lyan couldn’t help but wonder how many unfortunate souls had been trapped here over the years, left to rot without a second thought. He exchanged a glance with Althea, who had her hand resting on the hilt of her sword, ready for anything that might jump out of the shadows.
As they reached the bottom, Lyan heard a muffled sound from one of the cells, growing louder as t ...
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