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Chapter 59

  • The dungeon was as cold as it was meant to be. Cold and deathly. The smell of acrid blood filled the premises.
  • A single flickering torch danced manically, casting ugly shadows that writhed across the uneven floor.
  • Curled on the damp flagstones, Ria looked like a lost child. She looked pale and weak.
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