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... vent was about to occur.
The circular stone hall was plunged into a trembling gloom, lit only by a few torches fixed to the walls. Their flames drew dancing shadows across the bas-reliefs carved into the rock, as if the ancestors themselves were watching what was about to unfold.
Seated on a basalt seat, the chieftess of the White Blades tribe remained motionless.
Her slender silhouette cut through the heaviness of the air. Her fair skin, smooth in places, was streaked wi ...
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