Everything had just been... dark for so long, but with the sound of crumbling stone, Atlas' fingers twitch and he blinks, for some reason he feels... stiff, like this is the first time he's moved in a long time. He feels disoriented, but he levels his lance at the figure he sees in front of him. "Halt, who are you?" He looks around himself, as the crumbling stone walls, covered in overgrowth. "Is this... still Ambertrail Castle?"
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