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... nted relics, and several artifacts radiating an aura of dormant menace.
The walls pulsed faintly with containment wards, so intricate that Nero doubted even his Raven Eyes could decipher them without considerable effort.
At the center of the room, a desk carved from obsidian-like stone stood as an anchor in the magical storm.
Ironquill stepped aside, allowing Nero to advance.
The air thickened, the weight of layered enchantments pressing against his senses.
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