2025-01-04 11:00:00Maleek, Voltus, Rangi, and Hao Gio finally arrived at the Divum Mountain Bride city gates, their breaths visible in the cold air as they entered the deserted city. Maleek, always observant, scanned the Tibetan and Nepali-inspired architecture that adorned the streets, his eyes tracing the intricate designs etched into the buildings. As they ventured further into the city, caution painted their every step, the eerie silence weighing heavy on their shoulders. The wind whispered through the empty streets, carrying flecks of snow that danced in the air, a chilling reminder of the dropping temperatures.
“Something is not right,” Voltus voiced, his tone laced with concern. “If you are talking about the weather, you are right. My balls will freeze if we don’t get out of this cold,” Maleek quipped, his teeth chattering as he rubbed
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