The camera pans slowly across the grand hall, revealing the intricate movement of the mechanical sentinels as their heads rotate to track the group. Arik points at a whirring piston, while Ion pulls his cloak tighter, looking suspicious. Lucius walks with calculated grace in the background. The environment features shimmering frost and blue light reflecting off polished metallic surfaces. Off-...
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