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... ache came from the direction of the tavern’s main door.
It was the sound of metal door rubbing against the door frame.
With this movement, pieces of yellowing rust fell down from it, and then were blown into the room by the cold wind that took advantage of the void, scattering on the ground, vanishing into the dust-covered floor.
A foot clad in gold-edged white boots stepped in, followed by a purple-black long robe, as a tall figure stepped out from the darkness outside ...
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