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The walls pulsed faintly, as if alive, veins of silver and blue mana threading through dark stone like roots beneath skin. Every step echoed too long, as though the hall itself remembered every sound that had ever passed through it.
Lindarion led, blade drawn but not aflame, its edge humming quietly, the song of restraint. Ashwing perched on his shoulder again, unusually silent, golden eyes flicking nervously from shadow to shadow.
Behind them, Nysha walked with an arrow alre ...
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