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... inate or speak, the members of the snakes were already in the room.
Boots scraped stone. Leather creaked. Metal clinked against metal in sharp, disciplined bursts. The air inside the cave, already thick with dust and reptile musk, seemed to compress as bodies poured through the threshold.
No shouted commands. No frantic pointing. They moved like they had rehearsed this in their sleep.
Formation snapped into place around the basilisk in seconds, angles covered, flanks clai ...
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