THREE DAYS LATER
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BOOOOOM!
The massive door swung open with a resounding crash, and a group of intimidating figures swaggered into the hall, their arrogant and contemptuous smiles sending chills down the spines of everyone present.
At the forefront stood a tall, gaunt man draped in a flowing black robe that seemed to swallow him whole.
He was so thin that it felt like a gust of wind could whisk him away at any moment.
His pale face, framed by dark shadows, featured piercing red eyes and a sharp hook nose that exuded an unsettling aura, one that made it hard to meet his gaze directly.
"Who are you?" Aegnor stepped forward, his voice steady but laced with caution.
The rest of the Morningstar Adventurer Team flanked him, their expressions tense and vigilant. Melian had already drawn her bow, its string taut like the crescent moon ready to unleash an arrow.