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... not like the sewers of the surface world.
They were engineered with the same obsessive perfection as the rest of the city.
Instead of sludge and filth, the channels carried runoff water that sparkled with excess mana, glowing a soft, eerie blue in the darkness. The walls were smooth, white stone, etched with self-cleaning runes that hummed with a low, rhythmic vibration.
It was beautiful. It was efficient.
And right now, it was shaking like a leaf in a hurricane. ...
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