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she screamed in defiance.
Rhys, meanwhile, found himself facing a mirror image. His reflection smirked, "Can't run from yourself, can you?"
Rhys stared back, defiant. "I've faced worse than you."
Suddenly, the four of them heard a harmonious voice cutting through the fog. "Face your fears, confront your past, and find your truth."
Each of them, drawing on their inner strength, pushed through the illusions, their determination unwavering. As they pressed on, the fog began to dissipate, revealing the entrance to the temple. They regrouped, taking a moment to catch their breaths.
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