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... ked particularly pleased.
"Well," T'zarek grumbled, brushing off a chunk of debris from his chest. "That was a waste of time."
"No relics. Not even scraps," Vek'tal muttered, glancing over his shoulder one last time.
Draeven didn't reply. His gaze was fixed far off into the distance. A faint pulse of unnatural lightning lit the sky in flickers of violet. His brow furrowed.
"That light…" he muttered. "You feel that mana signature?"
The other two turned, nod ...
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