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... like the interior of a dying god. We descended a spiral staircase of damp limestone that seemed to wind forever into the roots of the city. The air grew heavier with every step, saturated with a fine, misty spray that tasted of iron and ancient minerals. Above us, the rhythmic thump-thump of the primary pumps vibrated through the walls, a sound that felt like a failing heartbeat.
Master Valerius and his entourage of Hydro-Mages followed us at a distance, their teal robes hiked up to avo ...
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