Emery's steps echoed softly against the stone floors as he made his way into the meeting chamber beneath the central mountain. The dim illumination provided by the ethereal glow of the moss on the ceilings cast an otherworldly ambiance over the space, shrouding it in an almost mystical aura.
As he entered, Emery's eyes widened in awe at the grandeur of the chamber. It resembled a miniature half-colosseum, its architecture both impressive and imposing. A central stage dominated the ground level, surrounded by tiered seating that stretched upwards towards the cavernous ceiling. Even in its dimly lit state, Emery could discern the capacity to hold hundreds of individuals, a testament to the scale of the gathering.
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