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... hrough the inner veins of Vel’Serath.
The paths beneath their feet shimmered with veins of soft light, pulsing in time with a rhythm Miles couldn’t place. As they passed beneath archways grown of twisted crystal and spines of ancient bone, the whispering from the statues above faded into something subtler.
It was neither silence nor sound. It was something deeper.
"This part of the city’s called the Artisan’s Ring." Keir said, motioning to the buildings around them. "Ever ...
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