143. Lord Celestius Starcrest

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Eirik swiftly made his way inside the estate, his footsteps echoing softly as he navigated the familiar halls.

With practiced ease, he located a hidden passage concealed behind a tapestry and slipped inside.

The narrow corridor twisted and turned, leading him deeper into the bowels of the mansion.

After a while, Eirik emerged into a spacious cave, the air heavy with a musty scent.

Strange markings adorned the ground, illuminated by the faint light filtering in from cracks in the ceiling.

Among the markings lay scattered bodies, their lifeless forms arranged as if part of some macabre ritual.

Eirik moved to the center of the cave and took a seat amidst the eerie scene.

With a steady hand, he retrieved a shimmering marble ball from his cloak and placed it gently in his lap.

Closing his eyes, he focused his mind, delving into the depths of his consciousness.

As he concentrated, the cave began to pulsate with a soft glow, the markings on the ground coming to life with an

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