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In the early hours, a thick mist enveloped the morning, making it difficult for the sun to penetrate the dense fog that covered the mountainside. Ophelia gazed towards the path ahead from the camp's edge, where the temple Lachlan mentioned was nestled deep within the dangerous peaks. The place was filled with mystery and peril. The decision made the previous night weighed heavily on her

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