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... coming from all around him. Water dripped from somewhere over the ceiling. That was the only sound. A tap and then another tap. The rhythm of it scarcely changed.
Valens picked himself up off the ground when he felt his mana source. He was ready, now, as ready as anyone caught in some twisted world could be. Questions were a dime a dozen here, and asking them one by one to Nomad proved, well, not particularly fruitful.
Nomad knew some things, and had little clue about the others, ...
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