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... cating heat of the Badlands.
Elyndor stood in the heart of the broken land, his silhouette framed by the cocoon’s faint, pulsing glow. The control rune beneath his feet shimmered with eldritch energy, spiraling outward in a pattern too intricate for mortal comprehension. His staff was raised high, spectral energy spiraling around its head, casting eerie shadows on the cracked earth.
"Vuth’rek... Sylan’thir..." His words were guttural, reverberating with ancient power. The spirits ...
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