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THE DEVIL'S LODGING Part 1
Author: X34L
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Arga and Arimbi stepped across the threshold into a sprawling courtyard, where shadows clung to every corner like living things. Not a single sound disturbed the air—not the rustle of leaves, not the chirp of an insect—casting the place in an eerie silence that sent shivers down their spines.

Arga turned to glance over his shoulder, expecting to see Dara following close behind.

But the woman was gone.

She can vanish and reappear at will… a true phantom, Arga thought, his jaw tightening as he scanned the empty courtyard once more.

Arimbi swayed beside him, her strength fading with each passing moment. A dark, bruised hue was spreading across her cheeks, and before she could collapse, Arga swept her into his arms and hurried toward the entrance of the lodging house.

“Welcome…” A voice drifted from behind the door, soft as silk yet sharp as glass.

Arga froze. There stood Dara, already waiting for them, her posture as graceful as a swan.

“The warrior’s chamber is room three—we have prepar
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