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... shined bright yellow. Without hesitating, he plunged his hands into the soil and the ground trembled violently in response.
Thousands of black hands rose up from the ground and ripped through their targets without a single shred of resistance. Be it, Angel or Mortal, they couldnt resist it nor run from it. The hands moved as if they had a mind of their own and destroyed whatever they touched.
Aaah!
Help! Lord Harith, please!
Gods have mercy!
Harith ascende ...
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