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... ht flickered slightly, and the Scar Lizardman felt a chill down its spine as it gazed at the scene before it.
In the spacious cave, mounds built of flesh stretched densely into the darkness.
Each mound was about half a man’s height, with a wet, sticky surface emitting a sweet, putrid stench.
Black-red liquid flowed upstream in the mounds, pouring into the pits at their centers.
Inside, the Mixed Blood stood naked with eyes closed.
The black-red liquid, lik ...
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