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I spent the entire morning in the library, surrounded by dusty tomes and the faint scent of parchment and ink.
The library of Castle Blood Ice was an impressive structure, a testament to the knowledge and history our family had accumulated over centuries.
Shelves upon shelves of books, scrolls, and manuscripts towered around me, but none of them seemed to hold the answers I desperately sought.
With a sigh, I pulled yet another book from the shelf, this one titled; 'The Chronicles of the Ice Lycan Kings'.
I hoped it might shed some light on the mysterious runes and macabre skull pillars Zul had revealed to us the night before.
As I turned the brittle pages, my frustration grew. The book was filled with historical records, detailing battles fought, territories conquered, and al
