The group advanced all the way, encountering only minor troubles. They did not even need to make a move, as the eleven puppets cleared the way and plowed straight through.
Until they reached the edge of a pool. Finding a clear pool of water within this ruin was truly a rare sight.
The water shimmered with ripples, and a faint spiritual power circulated within it. The surface was as calm as a mirror, reflecting the desolate scenery around them in a bizarre yet harmonious tableau.
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