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... given shape.
Beasts, livestock, even humans. Every carcass left behind was dragged into that festering corruption, stitched together by something older and fouler than rot. Keiser had seen this before, back in war, back in Sheol.
Such abominations were born wherever there was carnage left to fester, the stench of blood and mana mingling until the land itself birthed a horror.
No wonder one had appeared here. The princess had scorched scores of beasts to ash, but the othe ...
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