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... of study. The stone walls, covered in ancient frescoes, seemed to bleed under the bluish torchlight. The heavy draconic doors slammed shut behind us with a crash that reverberated in my chest. Thirteen heroes, lined up in a semicircle like convicts awaiting their sentence.
No one spoke. The silence was heavy, thick with mistrust. The dragons eyed us like sated predators, the elves stood stiff as ivory statues, the dwarves grunted into their beards but didn’t dare raise their voices. And ...
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