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... he rising moon. Ancient stone structures, half-buried in time, loomed over the group like forgotten sentinels. Vines snaked through the cracks, and the air was thick with the scent of damp earth and decay. Somewhere in the distance, an eerie howl echoed, sending a ripple of unease through the warriors at Leav's back.
Leav stood at the forefront, his sharp eyes scanning the terrain. This was no ordinary ruin—it pulsed with a quiet, unnatural energy. His instincts told him that secrets lay ...
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