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... trance halls. Rows of torches lined the walls, their flames casting long shadows that danced over the cracked stone. The air was thick with the scent of dust, mildew, and age—a musty, century-old smell that clung to every breath.
Khal looked over at Merlin, tugging her staff, her expression serious.
"So, you mind telling me why you’re so hell-bent on excavating this dungeon?"
Merlin glanced at Khal, frustration flickering in her eyes, before turning her attention back ahe ...
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