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... st slyly, as if the city itself was testing the resolve of those who dared to climb. The walls, pressed close on either side, sweated limestone and humidity, and the smell of old stone mingled with the sharper stench of torn-open trash. Breathing here was done halfway.
"Are there many paths like this one?" Dylan asked, his hand absentmindedly brushing the hilt of his jian.
Jonas nodded.
"Dozens. Maybe more. But not all of them lead this far. And most are watched... or tra ...
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