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... amp stone walls, casting long shadows that stretched and twisted like dark specters with every subtle movement of flame. A faint draft wound through the narrow corridors, carrying with it the scent of mold, metal, and aged stone. The low ceiling seemed to press down, emphasizing the solemn weight of the moment.
"Any news?" Lord Marco's voice echoed in the dim space.
It rang firm and cold, rebounding off the stone with a hollow sharpness. His eyes, narrowed and calculating, turned ...
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