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... bling stone. Each step the team took echoed ominously, as though the dungeon itself was alive, feeding off their presence. Rook led the way, his rifle raised, scanning for movement. The flickering torchlight on the walls cast long, wavering shadows, their distorted shapes dancing like specters.
"This place feels... wrong," Viper muttered, her voice barely a whisper. She clutched the ancient tome tightly, its faint pulsing more pronounced now, resonating in sync with the cold stone walls. ...
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