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... and Randall set out on their journey home. Their satchels were heavy with the hard-won ingredients for the ritual - each item a testament to their determination and resourcefulness. As they passed through the city gates, a pair of smoldering red eyes watched from a high tower window, radiating malevolence.
Inside the castle, a figure shrouded in darkness seethed with rage. His voice, barely more than a whisper, carried centuries of bitterness and contempt. "This isn’t over," he hissed. " ...
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