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Once a beacon of power, the crumbling spires of the ancient fortress now loomed as a skeletal shadow of its past. Whispers of the Alogons’ fabled hoard had drawn a band of seasoned archaeologists into its labyrinth of dust-choked halls and treacherous subterranean passages. Each step risked collapse—rotted floorboards groaned, and the air hung thick with the weight of centuries. Hours bled into days as they navigated traps half-buried in debris, until a fractured mural revealed the outline of a chamber sealed behind stone. Inside, an iron-wrought cage imprisoned a relic chest adorned with glyphs that pulsed faintly, as if alive. Its lock was no mere mechanism but a gauntlet of riddles: pressure plates triggered cascading echoes through the walls, while constellations carved into the floor demanded alignment with the stars of a forgotten era. Blades slid from cracks as the walls themselves seemed to watch—test after test, each a razor’s edge between triumph and oblivion. Only by stitching together fragments of dead languages and manipulating hidden levers did the final bolt disengage. The chest creaked open, not with a treasure of gold, but a hum resonating deeper than bone—a secret the castle had clung to, until now.
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