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... a staircase entrance, appearing before the two through a faint light.

Below the stairs, it was pitch black, impossible to discern anything.

But Elsa had a very strong premonition.

The person she had been longing for was just down these stairs.

Soon, Viktor’s voice sounded in her ear:

"Go in, he’s inside."

"Remember, don’t forget what you promised me."

Elsa’s heart was pounding as she walked up the stairs with heavy steps.

One step, ...

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