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... a stumbled into the clearing, her boots sinking into the damp earth, the air heavy with the scent of moss and rot. Twisted vines snaked over crumbling stone arches, and the silence pressed against her ears, broken only by the faint rustle of leaves overhead. After weeks of battling through the Verdant Abyss, they'd reached their goal: the lost city of Eryndral, where the ancients had supposedly hidden the key to defeating the Shadowveil.
Thorne stepped up beside her, wiping sweat from hi ...
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