Chapter 43 – The Hall of Echoes

The torchlit corridor twisted like a serpent.

Ancient stone lined the walls, etched with symbols Elara could half-translate—words in old Flamebound dialects, prayers and warnings carved in looping script.

Kael moved ahead of them, his sword unsheathed, not for defense, but for comfort.

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