Secrets of Morningstar Headquarters-Beneath The Headquarters.
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Deep beneath the bustling streets of the city, where echoes of battle still lingered like ghosts, lay a chamber that few dared to enter.
This was no ordinary room for meetings or strategy; it was a sacred space reserved for one thing,truth.
And not just any truth, but the kind forged in blood and pain.
The inside this room was thick with an unsettling dampness, heavy with the metallic scent of blood.
The walls are rough stone, cold against the skin and stained with remnants of past horrors that scrubbing could never erase.
Dimly lit by flickering torches set in iron brackets, shadows dance restlessly across the room, creating an atmosphere both eerie and electric.Each flame sputters and hissed.
At the center of the room sat three people bound to a heavy wooden chairs, their bodies was a total mess.
Their faces are swollen beyond recognition; noses broken and lips.
