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... ng behind him hundreds more that tried to catch up.
Despite the cacophony of clinking chainmail and scraping feet, he ignored them as he zeroed in on his goal: the moss-covered columns supporting a crumbling archway.
With the ticking clock narrowing closer to his mind's doom, he lunged without hesitation. His back tensed, and his fist drew back. Each muscle fiber strained, filling him with a sense of immeasurable power overshadowed by a deep-seated terror.
Yet, the unrele ...
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