Placeholder: [illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Seraphina walks beside you, her face etched with concentration as she guides the group forward with the aid of the glowing key. The orb pulses with an eerie light, casting long shadows that dance and twist along the passageway walls. Every so often, Seraphina pauses, her brow furrowing as she studies the intricate reliefs carved into the stone. "These symbols..." she murmurs, "they're older than anything I've ever seen before. Older even than the [illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Seraphina walks beside you, her face etched with concentration as she guides the group forward with the aid of the glowing key. The orb pulses with an eerie light, casting long shadows that dance and twist along the passageway walls. Every so often, Seraphina pauses, her brow furrowing as she studies the intricate reliefs carved into the stone. "These symbols..." she murmurs, "they're older than anything I've ever seen before. Older even than the

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[illustration by Kevin Eastman and Peter Laird] Seraphina walks beside you, her face etched with concentration as she guides the group forward with the aid of the glowing key. The orb pulses with an eerie light, casting long shadows that dance and twist along the passageway walls. Every so often, Seraphina pauses, her brow furrowing as she studies the intricate reliefs carved into the stone. "These symbols..." she murmurs, "they're older than anything I've ever seen before. Older even than the

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