"These runes..." I muttered to myself, gently running my fingertips over the ice-cold stone door. "It feels like I've seen them somewhere before..."
Flashes of imagery flickered through my mind: the elective textbooks I had neglected during my college years and the ancient patterns I had glanced at in a museum. Now, they strangely overlapped with the runes right in front of me.
"Youran, what's wrong?" Qu Chen asked with concern, noticing the strange look on my face.
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