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... the dungeon. The air was thick with the stench of decay, and the faint echoes of distant roars sent shivers down her spine. Panic surged through her as she tried to make sense of where she was, but there was no time to think.
A monstrous shape lunged at her from the shadows, its claws glinting with deadly intent. Instinctively, Maris raised her hand, and a brilliant burst of divine light erupted from her palm, illuminating the darkness and sending the creature reeling back with a pained ...
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