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... ting, wrapping around us like the shadows pressing against the stone walls. Every step echoed through the narrow passage, a reminder that there was no turning back.
Cairon hadn't spoken since the shades vanished. His presence was a steady weight beside me, but it was different now. He wasn't just guarding me—he was watching me. The guide led the way, unbothered by the stale air or the whispers that seemed to slither from the cracks in the walls. Marek walked a step behind, his usual smir ...
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