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... ldris, its pale light painting the abandoned mill in hues of bone. Kaelen crouched in the tall grass, the scent of damp earth and rusted iron sharp in his nostrils.
Beside him, Garron fidgeted with the hilt of his sword, his usual smirk replaced by a grimace. "You're sure about this? Malrick's a prick, but selling us out to Xarnis? That's treason."
Kaelen didn't turn. The System's interface floated in his peripheral vision, its faint blue text unwavering:
[Corrupt ...
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