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... I arrived at the amphitheatre.
The amphitheater of Nazarick was bathed in a soft, ethereal glow, the eerie beauty of the Great Tomb always managing to leave an impression. As I entered, I found Albedo, Aura, and Mare kneeling in perfect unison, their heads bowed in deference.
Off to the side stood Akaza, his discomfort clear in the way his muscles tensed and his eyes darted around the vast, imposing space. Despite his confidence as a warrior, this was a setting far removed from a ...
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