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... ls slick with moisture and steeped in the stench of decay.
The air overly damp, carrying faint rustle of chains as prisoners shifted in their cages.
Heavy boots echoed through the corridor, the rhythmic thud growing louder with each step. Ian lifted his head, watching as a hulking figure emerged from the dim light at the end of the corridor.
The brute's bloodstained apron clung to his broad frame, his features twisted into a perpetual sneer. With a slow, deliberate motion ...
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