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In a grim underground world, endless tunnels carved from ral-drath stone are illuminated only by glowing orange veins of heat. The walls are cracked, and black dust fills the air. A group of survivors, their bodies as dry and brittle as the earth around them, huddle together, their eyes glowing faintly with a strange yellow light. The oppressive darkness presses in from all sides, broken only by the faint glow of emergency lights and deep, stark shadows. <lora:ral-drath-flux:1>