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... ke a painting gone wrong. Thick gray clouds churned restlessly, their edges flashing with streaks of crimson lightning that split the heavens in jagged patterns. Each rumble echoed like the growl of some ancient beast. Below us stretched a barren gray wasteland, broken only by countless knife-edged rocks and jagged mountains that clawed toward the sky.
We had flown several kilometers from the battlefield where Cthulhu still raged, and a heavy, undeniable feeling told us that the final ba ...
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