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... sounds of vine-slaves screaming filled the air.
From across the cavern, insectoids were skittering out in twos and threes, some even armed with jagged blades that looked like obsidian. Apparently Mason had kicked the hornet's nest.
But he no longer cared. Every creature involved in this corruption was going to die. Without pity. Without question. There was only finding every scrap of the rot and ripping it out root and stem, then butchering the cause. That's all there was.
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