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... e gory trophy aside. He turned his crimson-glowing eyes toward the bubbling sinkhole of toxic Omni-Biomass sludge a half-mile away. The descended Blood-Mage struggled to levitate out of the trap.
The Grand Hemomancer’s vessel hovered just above the highly corrosive industrial runoff. A swirling shield of stolen blood kept the acid from eating through his bones.
"Leave the meat to the mortars!" Gorak roared, slamming his Star-Iron gauntlets together to shower the mud with sparks. ...
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