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... fresh goblin blood. The air echoed with the last gurgles of dying goblin, but he felt a deep satisfaction settle in his chest like a good meal after a long hunt. He had come for chaos, and the mine had delivered. Goblins lay scattered everywhere—limbs twisted, green skin torn open, eyes staring blank at the ceiling. The air stank of iron and fear, thick enough to taste.
His eyes fell on Vrognut’s crumpled form. The cannibal goblin twitched once, chest rising in shallow, ragged breaths. ...
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