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... bout color.Red bled to darker red. The drums changed tempo—three short, one long. Marching time.
Varga’s voice cut through the heat. "Move."
We did.
Elise whispered and the ash listened. Her spell pulled the gray into a loose funnel around us, a slow-spinning corridor that bent the light and muted sound.It smelled like burnt salt and fear.
[Environmental Status — Ash Density ↑]
[Detection Risk — Reduced (Temporary)]
The ridge sloped down into the b ...
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