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The Catacombs.
“It’s St. Paul Catacombs!” Zaren exclaimed. “Are you sure?” Kaiden asked and Zaren nodded. “Yes, I am sure. I’ve gone down to that place a hundred times since I was in grade school.” He paused and then he pointed at the photos on the board. “This is St. Paul’s Catacombs. I know the place.” He said. Where is that located?” Lysandra asked. “In Hal-Bajjada, Ir-Rabat,” Zaren answered and Lysandra pulled out her phone and typed the place to search for it. “Mdina?” she asked and Zaren answered. “Yes,” “By any chance, was there a circular table in the catacombs?” she asked without looking up from her phone. “There is one in both of the large halls.” Zaren answered and Lysandra nodded, then she looked at Kaiden. “Let’s not waste any more time. We should go now.” “What?” Both Kaide
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