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... owly rotating dark artifact. It was dark and eerily lit by patches of bioluminescent fungal growths, and just like last time, the cloying stench of rot permeated everything. It was not that she was particularly scared or anything, not at all, but the prospect of hearing that undead thing using Lira’s voice again made the skin creep up the backs of her arms, and her chest tightened up like it had been bound with searingly hot steel cables. That was just… wrong.
A little pulse of magic acc ...
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