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Exiting the portal, Emir finally returned home after many months of training on a foreign planet, in a distant realm. 

The air of the ruins enveloped him, carrying a sense of familiarity mixed with an eerie stillness. 

The memorial room's walls, adorned with intricate carvings and weathered by time, stood tall and proud, a testament to Marcus Aurelius, to Silent.

Breathing deeply, Emir savored the scent of the place. 

The tranquil ambiance provided a brief respite from the battles he had faced and the challenges that awaited him.

But, he knew that he couldn't afford to bask in this moment of calm. 

The Order… Magnus was on the move. 

So, snapping himself out of that comfort, he tightened his grip on his daggers and headed toward the ruin's exit. 

He navigated through the dimly lit corridors, where shafts of light pierced through from unknown sources, casting ethereal beams that danced upon the ancient stone floor.