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Chapter 23: A Shattered Throne
Author: The Concierge 2020-09-23 13:59:58
The hall back was long, demarcated by constantly repeating archways that went on forever.
It was new to Sethlzaar, and he had no memory of ever being in this part of the seminary. In fact, neither was the room he had stepped out of. But what caught his attention was the ever present mist that spanned the floor, covering it so that his feet disappeared beneath it. He was surprised it hadn't overrun the seminary.
The test had taken up the whole day, but
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