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Each sat they spent in Azaroth was a test of mental fortitude.
With each passing day, their already small stock of supplies dwindled even further.
Deep within the city, ghostly pillars glowed like beacons in the dark.
The thick fog obscured the light of the pale moons, throwing the city into a seemingly endless cycle of oblivion. Azaroth felt like one gigantic maze, with no end.
"Sarenus, are you there?"
A moment later, the drayg ...
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