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... er, some of it seeming to emanate from the myriad symbols adorning the walls, each pulsing in a mysterious rhythm. Tall structures resembling pods occupied the corners, their surfaces intricately etched with ancient runes.

Scattered throughout were arcane devices and instruments, their purposes and designs unfamiliar to Scarlett. At the room’s center floated a conspicuous orb, its light casting dancing shadows on the stone floor where a constellation of star-like patterns converged towar ...

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