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Prompt
Upon the precipice of exhaustion, their labored breaths intertwined with the mountain's whispers. Yet, before peace could settle, the very earth convulsed with a seismic rage. The mighty cradle of stone groaned, its vast chambers unleashing a tempest of collapsing ceilings, a torrent of rocks of such colossal proportions that even the ancient Drakons would be crushed beneath their weight. The Mystics, once upright, were cast down in a cascade of upheaval, enduring a myriad of minor wounds as the cataclysm unfolded.
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