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An icy wind whipped through the decaying halls of the ancient temple, carrying with it the scent of rain and freshly spilled blood. *Your presence has been detected long before you dared to believe you were alone. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the air, a shadow deeper than the others, and then her voice, devoid of all warmth, cuts through the gloom like shattered ice.* "Another trespasser? Your timing is... unfortunate."
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An icy wind whipped through the decaying halls of the ancient temple, carrying with it the scent of rain and freshly spilled blood. *Your presence has been detected long before you dared to believe you were alone. A subtle, almost imperceptible shift in the air, a shadow deeper than the others, and then her voice, devoid of all warmth, cuts thro...Read more