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... p> It was still the South Sea Dragon Palace, yet the atmosphere was starkly different, entirely devoid of celebratory festivity; the stench of blood permeated the air.
Human-head lanterns hung from the eaves, and the windowpanes were crafted from dried human skin.
Flickering ghost fires floated about, and the ground was littered with various bones, some bearing gnaw marks on their surfaces, sending chills down one’s spine.
Within the vast mansion, not even half a silhouet ...
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