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Chapter 58

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 a...

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