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... Primrose, Rajah, and Rurik inside.
Primrose expected fire. She expected lava.
She did not expect silence.
The room was a void of blinding white. There were no walls, no floor, just an infinite expanse of oppressive, heavy heat. It wasn’t the kind of heat that burned skin; it was the kind of heat that weighed on the soul, demanding you confess every lie you ever told.
"It’s hot," Rurik noted, wiping sweat from his brow. "Like a sauna built by angry gods."
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