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... ver beside the sacrificial altar shimmered with a ghostly silver light under the moon.
Adrian Lancaster held his breath, his back pressed against a rough tree trunk, waiting for the footsteps of the patrolling soldiers to fade into the distance.
Once the coast was clear, he followed the maid’s description from that day, heading west along the river by the sacrificial altar. He took each step with extreme caution.
The night wind swept through the jungle, and the leaves rus ...
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