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Stone walls loomed on either side, slick with damp, the air thick with the scent of old magic and decay. The deeper we descended, the colder it became, as if we were stepping into a forgotten part of the world where the sun had never reached.
The sound of our footsteps echoed, sharp against the silence. My pulse beat steadily beneath my skin, but the weight of the Blood Oath still lingered, a strange warmth threading through my veins, tethering me to Cairon in ways I wasn't su ...
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