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... uffocating, its trees towering like dark sentinels. The mist swirling through the dense air made the place feel like a graveyard in motion. Above it all, the floating castle known as the Hunters Guild loomed like an unholy monument, its sharp spires and jagged edges threatening to pierce the very sky. The sign, Hunters Guild, gleamed in bold red letters, casting an ominous glow across the land below.
The Hunters Guild was not just a place—it was a way of life for the twisted ghosts who i ...
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