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... ure, but the darkness that was usually peaceful now felt heavy and filled with faint tremors. The rift behind the mountain remained wide open like a wound that refused to heal, sending monster after monster into the valleys below. Reports kept pouring into the throne room like unrelenting heavy rain. Sylvia remained seated on her black throne, back straight, red eyes fixed on the growing stack of reports on the black wooden table before her. Her cold fingers tapped rhythmically on the armrest th ...
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