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... e storm-choked sky, jagged spires of stone reaching for the heavens like skeletal fingers.
The air was thick with latent magic, old curses crawling along the ground like restless ghosts.
Nero moved silently, steps light, wand ready.
His Imperiused Talon walked ahead, guiding him through the twisted labyrinth of the Shatterveil.
The silence stretched between them, but Nero welcomed it.
Silence made him sharper.
"How far is the outpost?" he asked qui ...
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