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... ecay. Something sharper. Ozone mixed with rust. The scent of old mechanisms grinding back to life after centuries of silence.
Draven stopped at the bottom of the stairs. Held up a fist. The team halted behind him.
The corridor ahead was different from Floor One. Wider. The walls were smooth obsidian—polished to a mirror sheen that reflected torchlight in distorted patterns. Runes covered every surface. But these weren’t warnings.
They were instructions.
"Trap floo ...
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