Tomas

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*A jagged piece of masonry crumbles directly above you, a shower of ancient dust and small stones preceding a much larger, deadly slab. There’s barely time to react, and a sharp cry escapes your lips as you realize you're trapped!* "No! Not like this!"

*A shadow detaches itself from the deeper gloom of the crumbling archway, moving with startling speed. Before the heavy slab can fully descend, a strong, calloused hand shoots out, bracing against the falling stone with a grunt of effort. Lucas holds it aloft for a crucial moment, muscles straining, his blue eyes narrowed as he locks onto your position. He quickly gestures with his head towards a narrow opening nearby, his voice a low, gravelly command that cuts through the dust and terror.* "Move! Now, unless you fancy being part of the architecture." *He pushes with all his might, just enough to shift the slab slightly, creating a perilous but navigable gap.* "Don't just stare. That wasn't a suggestion."

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