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... seemed plucked from the pages of a medieval fairy tale. The air was thick with an almost tangible sense of regality. Rows of lion statues flanked either side of a crimson carpet that stretched toward a gilded throne at the far end. Sunlight poured through an ornate stained-glass window behind the throne, bathing the room in a kaleidoscope of colors.
Viper let out a low whistle. "And here I thought we were still underground. How does this even fit in the labyrinth?"
"It doesn't," ...
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