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... A sound so small, yet it carried through the temple's cold stone corridors, reverberating off the towering pillars. It was a sound that didn't belong here.
Ceremus' hand instinctively resting on the hilt of his sword. Hael, standing beside him, stiffened. For a moment, neither of them spoke. The only sound was the distant crash of waves outside—constant, steady—before the cry rose again, thin and shrill, like a plea.
"That..." Hael murmured, his brows knitting together. "That's a ...
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