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... mary monitor back to the humid depths of the swamp. Down in the Bastion, the heavy stone walls of the temple echoed with the thrum of the surrounding industrial foundries.
Moss-Eye and Swift-Tail knelt before the central basalt altar, their scaled chests heaving as they presented the woven silk-moth sack. High Priest Krug stood over the offering, his violet eyes glowing in the dim light. He dismissed the two exhausted scouts with a sharp wave of his claw, turning his full attention to th ...
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