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... istorted voices, leading travelers astray in endless labyrinths, now an almost oppressive calm reigned. The branches, which once intertwined like claws ready to capture, stood still, as if bowing their heads in silent reverence.
Vergil walked ahead, his steps firm and unhurried. Behind him, his women followed in a peculiar procession, each with their own expression—distrust, curiosity, expectation. The trail they left was one of pure authority: no beast, spirit, or shadow dared cross the ...
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