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... state, he headed straight for the Yellow Tower.
It was close to ten in the evening, and even at that late hour, faint traces of celebration still echoed through the streets, laughter spilling from taverns, music drifting in the distance, and the glow of mana lamps illuminating the cobbled roads.
But when he arrived at the Yellow Tower, Robert froze in place. The shabby, neglected tower he remembered was gone.
In its place stood a structure that gleamed under the moonlight ...
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