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... from the outermost side of the ridge to the center, engulfing everything they touched.
The leaves and the Acromantulas were scorched, and the ashes were fluttering, as if the door of Hell was slowly opening. There were loud, shrill screams in the fire pit. Just to stop Evan from returning to Aragog, many of the Acromantulas gathered there, and now, they were desperately fleeing around.
Evan stood on the ridge of the fire pit and gave the whole scene a cold look.
The scene ...
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