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... number etched into its surface catching the glint of spiritual light overhead.
"Number 159," he read quietly.
His gaze swept across the enormous hall, scanning rows upon rows of cauldrons, alchemy kits, and nervously shifting cultivators, each standing near their designated refining stations.
Some were already checking the ingredients.
Others were fidgeting with nervous anticipation, whispering among themselves or meditating silently in place.
John’s eyes ...
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