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... cross the walls.
All the shadows came alive.
The denizens of Commorragh realized their silhouettes were twisting—within them gleamed icy, predatory eyes.
They were the dreaded nightmare-creatures of the other dimensions, grotesque amalgams like statues corrupted by darkness.
In the past, their arrival would have driven the people to terror.
But now, it was different. Now they knew: the nightmares were the will of their Savior—the Asurmen's Heir.
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