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Chapter 90: Warm Dinner
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... bed, just like always.
The stone above him was familiar now. He could trace the faint crack that curved through the ceiling like an old scar. The soft blue mana crystal on the wall still glowed dimly—just enough to let him see without blinding him.
He lay there for a moment, letting the quiet settle over him.
Another day.
Another climb.
He sat up with a soft grunt, rubbing his face and running a hand through his mess of sleep-tangled hair. The aches in his ...
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