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Chapter 18: An Invitation
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... ling us in its cold, breathless dark. The deeper we ran, the more the war above faded, the chaos of the city burning, the firestorms licking at the hollow skeletons of buildings, the distant screams buried under the thunder of Skraith bombardments. The earth above quaked with every impact, dust shaking loose from the cracked ceiling, but here—down here—everything was wrong.
Not just empty.
Hollow.
The air felt like something alive had slithered through it, curling against ...
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