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... s of herbs, likely lingering from whatever questionable potions had been brewed in this underground hideout. The flickering candlelight cast long shadows against the stone walls, making the small space feel even more suffocating.
Mikhailis leaned back against the wall, wincing slightly as he pressed a hand to his ribs. The encounter with the masked adversaries had left more than just unanswered questions—his body ached, and the wound from Eldris's spectral blade still throbbed with an od ...
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