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6. Celiad Covenkrar, alone with himself.
Coming to his senses and looking around, Celiad froze in surprise, trying to understand what was happening. The feeling was like a sudden awakening after a long, nightmarish dream, and it wouldn't go away.
"Apparently, they separated us to make it easier to get rid of us one by one," the warrior reasoned. "Or the evil that lurks here is testing us, or it's simply not as strong as it used to be, or... it wants to cleverly and thoroughly torment the brave souls who came here..."
The last option was the least appealing to the Dark Elf, but it was much more likely than the previous ones.
Celiad cautiously examined the room, trying not to touch anything, inspected the doors for any visual differences other than color, and listened carefully.
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