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... mptiness. From these cracks spilled shapes, moaning, hissing, their eyes a luminous yellow that matched the sky. Each creature moved as if it were formed of molten shadow, limbs shifting and overlapping with no clear boundary of flesh. A dozen of them, maybe more, each one eager to tear me apart. A test, indeed.
They were illusions given flesh, or perhaps twisted denizens of this realm. I had no way of knowing which. Nor did it matter. My blade rasped against its sheath as I drew it in a ...
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