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... fore continuing, as they were shocked by how such an intricate facility could be owned by a group of orcs.
The walls were ribbed with ancient, rusted metal arches that looked like the skeletal remains of a subterranean monster and other demon species.
The air was hot, smelling of grease, ozone, and the copper tang of blood.
"Keep moving," Damien ordered, his voice echoing in the cramped space.
He ran at the front, the Pantheon Sword in his hand glowing with a dull ...
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