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She went mad with grief, her movements fueled by a sadistic, predatory fury. She conjured Fire Chains that didn’t just bind the nearest Elder Syvrak; they tightened with a sickening crunch, snapping scales and pulverizing bone until the sixty-foot beast screeched in a pitch that shattered the air.
She laughed—a cold, jagged sound—as she watched the creatures suffer. She began to use their own blood against them, superheating the fluids within their bodies until they boiled from ...
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