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... ss. The sudden chill of the room sent a shiver through Maris as she instinctively tightened her grip on Amberine’s arm, steadying her friend. The air was thick with dust and the stale scent of abandonment. Cobwebs hung in corners like skeletal remains of forgotten moments, and the faint creak of the wooden floor beneath their weight seemed unnaturally loud.
Amberine collapsed to her knees, gasping for breath, her usually fiery eyes dim with exhaustion. Ifrit’s presence, typically a comfo ...
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