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... kirts of Silvertide city, a sanctum atop a majestic hill.
Monks, clad in robes that draped elegantly over their heads like mystical hoodies, stood sentinel at its entrance.
The air was imbued with a serene anticipation as a patient multitude awaited their turn.
"Group A, forge ahead!" declared the fifth monk, his voice cutting through the hushed murmurs of the crowd.
Like a well-choreographed dance, five individuals swiftly emerged, their steps guided by an unspok ...
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