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... , resonant thud that sealed the chamber in quiet. The private hall was carved from dark stone veined with faint mana-lines that pulsed softly under the surface. A long, solid table of polished granite dominated the center, heavy enough that it looked like it had grown from the mountain itself. Three carved chairs waited around it. No servants remained inside. No guards lingered near the walls.
Only stone. Only firelight. Only them.
Balthor dropped into his seat with the ease of s ...
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