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The building was already alive.
Voices overlapped.
Boots struck the floor.
Metal scraped against metal.
Some people stood in loose circles, discussing plans. Others leaned against pillars, checking gear or finishing quick meals. A few stood at counters, submitting reports and collecting their rewards.
Arthur slowed his steps.
He did not rush, as he watched.
This place was the heart of movement inside the stronghold.
Peo ...
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