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... > The Shroud’s oppressive mist muffled every sound, swallowing footsteps, voices, even the clatter of weapons. Yet the quiet pressed on Bright’s skull like a physical weight — a constant reminder that something unseen was always listening.
The group moved in tight formation, the cathedral spire shrinking behind them as gray gloom claimed the path ahead. Only fifteen or so remained able-bodied enough to march. The others... Bright tried not to look at the ones who limped or leaned too hea ...
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