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... or the cold marble of an imperial estate, but an archway made entirely of ancient, living roots. Twisted and dark with age, the roots formed a jagged, pulsating tunnel into a thick green mist. Something about it seemed alive, not in the way a forest breathes, but the way a beast watches in silence.
The trial had officially begun.
The maze breathed like a living thing, its walls a tangle of towering trees whose bark pulsed faintly with green-blue light, as though veins of magic ra ...
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