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... chamber was dim, lit only by the orange flicker of braziers set into the carved stone walls. The air was heavy with the scent of burning resin and something coppery—blood, faint but unmistakable. Upon a throne-like chair of blackened iron lounged a man whose presence seemed to darken the very air.
His voice was slow, indulgent, almost amused.
"So... that useless waste actually awakened?" His fingers drummed lazily on the armrest, a cruel smirk tugging at his lips. "Hmph. I don’t ...
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