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... seemed to freeze—not in peace, but in dread.
The tension in the air thickened like smoke.
The two attendants flinched first, their eyes snapping to the towering, grotesque figure looming only a few meters away.
Its swollen, tentacled form pulsed like a living tumor, and the soft, wheezing rattle of its breaths echoed against the chamber’s stone walls.
"C-Chief Varros..." one attendant stammered, his voice trembling. "W-what should we do now?"
Varros exhale ...
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