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... Necromancer Norma’s workshop.
On an altar etched with a pentagram and ritual arrays,
Player Gerald was writhing.
He couldn’t move, and he couldn’t speak.
The time limit for the clear had long since expired, yet he hadn’t been expelled from the tower.
Wasn’t there supposed to be an automatic exit once the time ran out?
And yet, a full day had passed, and he remained bound to the altar.
’...Why did it turn out like this?’
The Floor 7 ...
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