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Chapter 92: Plan B, Then?
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... ke a wave. The streets were alive with the usual chaos: merchants yelling about their wares, carts rattling over uneven cobblestones, and groups of adventurers weaving through the crowd like they owned the place. The air smelled of roasted meats from nearby stalls mixed with the sharper tang of sweat and unwashed travelers. Lyra walked beside me, her steps light and purposeful, eyes scanning the faces around us.
"So here’s what we have to do: head straight to the Adventurer’s Guild and s ...
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