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... ails on chalkboard. But by the time we reached the third floor, my ears had gotten used to the sounds our metal and leather boots would make when applying pressure against the floor.
The air up here felt heavier, a bit damp and smell weird... Like some kind of air that had been fermenting for years, stale bread, even.
I coughed once, waving the dust away, and looked around.
"Storage," I said, squinting.
Rina walked past me, her bow still half-drawn, scanning the c ...
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