Being sold To The Highest Bidder
As they started to discuss their next steps, the landscape began to shift once again, the borders of the vision blurring.
Suddenly, from the distance, a haunting melody began to play — a song that felt both familiar and foreign. It drew them closer, an irresistible pull that resonated with their very beings.
Lysandra, her face pale, whispered, "That song... It's the Lament of the Lost. But it's changed and evolved. It's calling us."
Eryx, gripping the Crescent Amulet tighter, said with determination, "Then let's face it together. Whatever awaits, we'll confront it as one."
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