
Guild Hall ka manzar ab tareekhi ban chuka tha. 20 Masters ka nasha Lyra ke jism aur chehre par kisi qeemti zevar ki tarah chamak raha tha.
Hall mein maujood har shakhs ki saans ruki hui thi, kyunki ab waqt tha is imtehaan ke ikhtitaam ka aur Lyra ke naye rutbe ke elaan ka.




















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