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... alls loomed impossibly high, forged of black stone that seemed to drink the light from torches. Stained-glass windows did not shine with color but bled crimson, their panes warped by infernal craft. Columns carved into twisted shapes rose like petrified screams, and above them, a ceiling so vast it might as well have been the sky—yet no sunlight entered. Even at midday, the chamber was cloaked in perpetual dusk.
Here, the air was wrong. It pulsed, heavy with dark energy that clung to the ...
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