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The summit of Witchwood Summit had been flattened by human hands, creating a wide clearing.

At its heart stood a circular altar, its surface etched with ancient, weather-beaten patterns, each scratch a testament to the passage of time.

Surrounding the altar were fewer than 20 individuals, their pres
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