The air inside the old, dilapidated building was heavy with the scent of decay and danger. Emily tightened her grip on the hilts of her twin daggers, feeling the familiar weight and comfort of its presence. Beside her, Rylan's sharp and alert gaze was scanning the darkness ahead.
"We're not alone," Rylan murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.
Emily nodded, her senses on high alert as she listened for the telltale signs of movement. The moment they walked out of the teleportation spell, they ended up inside this old building that looked like it was about to collapse at any given moment.
The bonds she shared with Kaiden and Shadow became stronger, signaling their presence nearby, yet, they were still at a distance from her current location.
Suddenly, a low growl echoed through the corridors, followed by the sound of claws scraping against the concrete floor. The rogues were near.
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