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The dark colors were twisting and overlapping.
She calmly walked through the maze-like steps.
They arrived at a gate inside the castle.
Outside the door was a spacious hall that was almost like a temple.
There were a few stone-like crows perched on the cross-shaped dome that was too high.
The velvet decorations on the door were as dazzling as blood.
Not far away.
It was a basin of burning charcoal.
A faint warmth came from the Brazier.
To a certain extent, it had dispersed the chill of the castle.
She only took a quick glance.
He knew that the charcoal fire was a strange thing that could never be extinguished.
At this moment.
A barbarian warrior in ragged clothes was sitting dejectedly beside the charcoal fire.
He was holding two pieces of "excellent cheese" in his hands and gnawing on them.
Along with the action of eating.
And the warmth from the charcoal fire.
