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... with a bang, but with a series of very quiet, very stressed-out whispers. Dungeon-Dive Dave and his crew—two seasoned gnomish camera-orb operators, Wizzlepop and Barloc, and a grim-faced dwarven sound-mage—had entered the dungeon. And they were, as per my first condition, being absolutely silent.
"Alright team, quiet on the set," Dave whispered, his voice a gravelly murmur that was a pale imitation of his usual booming authority. "Wizzlepop, give me a slow, dramatic pan across that cush ...
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