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Ancient Wood Castle, evening.
An empty basement.
Lomisa walked down the stone steps under the castle, her footsteps echoing through the narrow passage.
She closed her eyes, feeling the surrounding flow of energy.
It was the breath of life, so obvious it was impossible to ignore.
"It seems there was once a life force-filled treasure hidden here."
Lomisa opened her eyes, her gaze sweeping across the wall covered with rune patterns.
"It seems it's still alive."
Lomisa reached out to touch the runes on the wall, able to see that the runes had a life force conduction effect.
But Lomisa quickly withdrew her hand.
She shook her head and turned to leave.
The treasure had already been taken, and dwelling on it was worthless.
Time shouldn't be wasted on such matters.
As Lomisa walked, she instructed her subordinate, Osca, who was beside her,
"The bodies of the ghouls must not be wasted, gather them all together as raw materials."
Lomisa's voice was cold,
