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... hat gave this floor its name. The creatures were well-hidden, their voices blending seamlessly with the natural symphony of the marshland. Occasionally, a splash could be heard in the distance, followed by a rustling of leaves, as something unseen moved through the water.
As they pressed on, Cyrus noticed that the marshland seemed to breathe with a life of its own. The trees creaked and groaned in the slight breeze, their branches swaying as if reaching out toward the travelers. The grou ...
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