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... a silent, steady grace, their footsteps echoing faintly on the stone floor. Each of them carried an aura so potent it seemed to distort the very atmosphere around them, a silent message that none but the strongest dared to approach. The group’s collective presence was a force unto itself, a palpable charge that made the air hum.
Leading them was an elder shrouded in dark robes adorned with intricately embroidered patterns of gold and silver. His cloak bore a distinct emblem—a magic staf ...
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