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... he throat of the abyss.
They walked in silence. The air grew colder with every step, heavy with the metallic tang of blood magic. The walls here weren’t stone or bone; they were pure, polished obsidian, reflecting their grim faces back at them.
At the bottom of the stairs lay the heart of the Sunken Cathedral.
It was a throne room. But unlike the ballroom above, this one was devoid of light. The only illumination came from the throne itself, a jagged construct of black cr ...
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