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... bell, suspended over fireglass, screamed — not a metal shriek, but a spectral cry. It echoed down the catacomb halls, stirring memories in the bone-marble walls.
A cloaked figure approached, not walking but gliding — like fog dressed in silk.
"You summoned the Ironsworn?" the voice rasped.
Solaris did not answer at first. He picked up the blade and pressed it against his own palm, letting blood mark the obsidian altar.
"I summoned pain," he finally said.
" ...
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