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... ken bones spiraled toward a single point. Red muscles swelled, pulsing like a giant beating heart. Cracks, snaps, and tearing noises echoed across the entire valley.
The Treants and Hellhounds retreated a few steps not out of fear, but because the creature was unstable. Its magical aura raged like a wild storm ready to explode at any moment.
Sylvia stood firm, her black hair whipping in the infernal wind. The chains behind her trembled as if responding to the approaching danger. ...
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