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... r massive frame heavy with exhaustion after hours of fruitless searching. There was something prominent in the air, carrying the faint echo of goblin hammers from distant forges and the earthy scent of stone that had become as familiar as her own sweat. Her dual swords hung sheathed at her hips, clinking softly with each step.
Sweat soaked her tunic, making it cling to her green skin, the salty tang mixing with the mine’s musty odor. She had combed every area, every side passage, calling ...
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