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Chapter 8: The Dungeon

Author: Scarlett R
last update Last Updated: 2026-01-14 07:41:10

The air in the dungeon reeked of damp stone, rust, and the metallic tang of blood. Torin hung from the wall, wrists shackled high above his head in iron manacles reinforced with silver threads. The arrow wound in his shoulder throbbed, crusted over but not healing, the poison still leaching into his system like slow venom. His body sagged, muscles aching from the strain, sweat tracing paths down his bare chest where rogues had stripped him to the waist. Every breath pulled at the gash, but the
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