The Guild Official reaches into his desk and pulls out a heavy iron key, tossing it onto the table with a loud metallic clatter. He points toward the dark corridor behind him. Alia looks at Jerome, then back at the door, nodding with newfound courage. The camera holds a steady wide shot as the dust swirls in the shafts of light. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): Guild Offici...
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