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Chapter 47 : Silent City

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last update publish date: 2026-09-03 22:47:42

The golden mist settled soft around them, quieting the wind and the roar of the storm behind.

The giant’s form held steady beneath their feet, dark and solid, slowly merging into the ground until it became a wide, smooth path leading straight toward the white towers.

No shadows lurked here, no red eyes burned in the corners only stillness, thick and heavy like held breath.

Trev kept his grip light on the relic, its glow dim and steady now, a quiet
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