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... expand; it flooded the room.
It poured from my feet like spilled ink, defying gravity, crawling up the steps of the dais, slithering over the shattered crystal on the floor, and snuffing out the sickly purple light of the Rot.
The air grew freezing cold. Not the elemental cold of Maria’s ice, but the spiritual void of a tomb.
"What... is... this?" Valen stammered. The massive tree-monster shrank back against the throne, his wooden claws scraping against the silver-woo ...
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