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... or was steeped in shadows, its ancient walls echoing the somber history of those who had lived here in the past.
The scent of old wood and a chilling atmosphere of blood and despair seemed to settle into every crevice of the lower halls. Oberon, once a figure of royal power, now hobbled through this grandeur, leaning heavily on a walking stick, his other arm hanging limp and useless at his side.
After knowing who was going to come in through those front doors, he ordered every se ...
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