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... a trickle was now a stream, a rising unbroken stream.
Soon, reining in its power would no longer be necessary.
Soon.
But for now, its focus must be on the Usurpers, Heroes and other mortals that had breached its lair. It could feel the enemy in that tunnel. It could feel the violence they’d brought to its mighty petrifiers.
It could feel its spawn dying.
But that mattered little.
Its petrifiers were not the only creatures that had awaited. Traps we ...
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