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... way into it.
About him, the bodies of half-dead Hyenas were strewn about, their black blood giving an additional sheen to the obsidian that lined the cavern walls.
Walking with a measured pace, he made sure not to step on the blood, unwilling to soil his attire.
Behind him, a shroud of infinite darkness trailed slowly, swallowing everything that he passed, causing the whimpering to slowly die out.
Within the shroud, faceless entities with appendages tried to break ...
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