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The footsteps echoed too loud as Aria pressed herself against the cold stone, dagger hilt slick in her palm, the flickering torchlight ahead silhouetting three armored figures whose laughter scraped like rusted chains. She cursed the rust on her lockpicks—two hours wasted disarming the outer traps only to find the vault door already breached, the relic she’d been hired to steal already cradled in the captain’s gauntlet. Her client hadn’t mentioned competition, but the sigil on their pauldrons—a serpent coiled around a crown—burned recognition into her skull: Blackscale Syndicate, nightmares whispered in port-side alleys. A bead of sweat traced her spine as the captain turned, relic glowing faintly in his grip, and she caught the faint shimmer of wards on its surface. *Magic-bound.* Of course. Her employer’s instructions tightened like a noose—*no witnesses, no trace*—and the captain’s eyes snapped to the shadows where she lurked. Steel rang free as the relic’s glow surged, painting the chamber in corpse-light, and Aria lunged, not toward the mercenaries but the crumbling mural behind them, blade biting into ancient mortar. Stone cracked. The ceiling groaned. And as the Syndicate captain roared, she prayed the tomb’s curse was more than tavern tales.
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Word search offers an engaging puzzle experience that sharpens grammar mastery while challenging players to uncover hidden terms within letter grids.
