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... let out a deep sigh. The massive dark boughs of the Malevolent Lirasian Oaks finally lay still, and the near-constant whistling of hundreds of rot bolts was gone, leaving the dark and twisted grove in relative silence.
Unwilling to believe that it was over, he looked about, searching for threats, but nothing sprang from the darkness to challenge them. Ali sat quietly among Mato’s roots, clutching an acorn to her chest as the remains of the dark corruption infecting his trunk and branche ...
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