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... lammed against the ground with a force that rattled bone. For a moment he couldn’t breathe, couldn’t move—just lay sprawled on the cool grass, the world spinning.
Above him stretched a night not his own. The stars here were sharper, colder, their light like shards of ice. And hanging in the sky, impossible, otherworldly, was the dungeon itself.
It loomed overhead like a wound torn open in the heavens: jagged rock and glowing veins, suspended where no mountain should stand. Its si ...
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