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... h that bounced back from the stone wall, endless darkness.
Roaring, roaring, the sound of metal and iron intersecting with weapons, the sharp blade cutting through the iron armor is more piercing than the banshee's wailing.
groaning, screaming, the flesh and blood flung onto the camel-velvet tapestry, the brittle sound of breaking human bones.
Innumerable life-threatening melodies intertwined, like invisible reptiles, gushing out from the cracks and pipes, burrowing ...
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