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The air was freezing, the rock wet and inhospitable. The flaming torches diffused their orange light, casting vivid shadows on the walls. The atmosphere was heavy, oppressive. Tonight, the entire cave would see blood flow. According to Christy, the sun was just starting to set and the market was strangely quiet. While usually at this time of day the square was teeming with people, it was now deserted. The inhabitants were getting ready. Al and Calum would fight in two hours. My eyes were lost further ahead, in the heart of the Cathedral, where the hourglass was flowing, bringing us closer to the fateful moment. Christy and I stood petrified for a moment. The feeling of nausea I had felt the day before Bonnie’s judgment was announced came over me. How could anyone rejoice at the idea of
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