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... at thickened like fog. The spire’s light glowed brighter, but the air grew colder, pressing against their lungs with every breath.
At last, the stairs ended.
They stood inside a vast circular chamber. No ruin. No chains. No moss. Only smooth black stone, polished like glass, stretching out in every direction. In the center stood a single chair—no, a Throne.
It wasn’t carved or forged. It looked as if the world itself had given up a piece of its foundation and shaped it in ...
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