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... igil painted many more times along the walls, glowing faintly like a heartbeat pulsing in the dark.
Miles felt the shift in the air immediately.
This place was different from the rest of the Black Market. It was quieter, heavier, as if the very stone walls were watching them. Every step they took seemed to echo just a fraction longer than it should, lingering in the stale underground air.
Mara walked ahead, her silver hair catching the dim light of the sigil’s glow. Saris ...
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