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... hysical. One moment, there was the screaming chaos of the transition. The next, there was only silence and still, cold air.
Lucian blinked, his boots settling on a smooth, featureless floor. Marc stood beside him, his posture tense, his eyes already scanning their surroundings. They were in a vast, dim space. The air hummed with a low, pervasive energy that felt both ancient and deeply wrong.
And there he was.
Alistair stood waiting for them, as if he’d been expecting the ...
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