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... st important and loyal core disciples, including Zadok and Eli.

The large chamber is very well-lit with magic lamps, and the floor in the central area is covered with runic designs made with magic crystals and, in the very center, small ditches in a circular shape.

Abner finishes checking all the rune designs that make up the enchantment; meanwhile, a figure trapped in a cage in the corner of the room draws the attention of all the other men in the chamber. f𝑟e𝒆𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗oѵ𝐞𝗹.c ...

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