Claigeann and Despair walked down a long, dark hallway until they came to a set of thick copper doors that had more engravings on them.
Despair took a few minutes to read the pictographs, stopping halfway through and staring at Claigeann. “Queen mother egg layer? What is inside that chamber?” His hand dropped to the hilt of his sword.
The priest rais…
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