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... g over the vast plains. The tall grass, swaying lightly in the wind, shimmered with a faint glow, resembling flowing water.
Unfortunately, the peaceful scene was shattered by a series of shrill, chattering cries.
The goblin underlings, wielding rusty shortswords, flickering torches, and crude iron-studded clubs, filled the air with their grotesque laughter. Their bulging, filth-yellow frog-like eyes gleamed with a sinister red glow, while their grotesque, fanged mouths dripped wi ...
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