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>Sign to Khoros to stay and protect Astarte, and that it brings great joy to embrace him as kin once more.
I understand. Be safe. I love you.
You feel your way along the wall towards the door to this room. You open it just enough to fit through, and it would seem that neither Astarte nor the other noxan notice you leaving.
You keep a hand on the rightmost wall and follow it to the earlier hallway that was earlier bustling with activity. There's a sharp smell that tugs at your memory a little, but your mind is still too fragmented to identify it.
Your eyes adjust to the very faint light and... you feel a momentary wave of nausea and dizziness. It passes, though, and you see that this corridor appears to be empty.
But.
Your Verisimilitude Vision activates, and you instinctively know that what you are looking at is a hallucination. You don't know exactly what is off about this scene, only that something is.
You continue to press forward, hoping to perhaps see where the other noxan went.
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