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... as it slowly slid to the side, releasing an icy breath laden with putrid humidity that escaped from the dark bowels of the tunnel. The stale air, saturated with mold and decay, rushed into their lungs like a morbid caress. Mordred, his face sculpted into a mask of impassivity but his eyes blazing with a determination that bordered on obsession, exchanged a look heavy with implications with Ygdrasyle before crouching at the edge of the gaping abyss. freewēbnoveℓ.com
His feet found the fir ...
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