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... rawn out, and reluctant. It wasn’t just noise; it was dread manifest. The massive slab of stone creaked open inch by painful inch, metal grinding on metal like a dirge being played too slowly. Symbols embedded in the archway flickered with unstable light, pulsing with tension.
Ash’s fur bristled. Something was different. The very air tasted sharper.
The gate trembled.
From the shadowy archway came a sound like old bones grinding on obsidian—dry, sharp, and unnatural. The ...
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