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... g from shadow and mist. The moment he stepped onto the cold stone, an ominous stillness wrapped around him like a vice.
The air carried a thick, metallic scent, a palpable weight of pain, and despair that suffocated his lungs. Blood, her blood.
His heart thundered. It was more than unsettling; it was a foreboding symphony that made his pulse thunder like war drums.
He hesitated, his feet rooted to the ground as if stepping further into the room would unravel him completel ...
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