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... it was the stillness—thick and unmoving, like something watching in the dark. Then came the scent. Not decay, not mold. It smelled like blood mixed with rain... and something floral.
He didn't like it.
Behind him, Veyra's steps were near silent, her blade already drawn. Keera walked with her bow ready, her ears twitching constantly.
They had descended at least two hundred steps then the walls began to change. The rough dwarven stone gave way to something older—smoother, c ...
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