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... be too late. Coming to a door, Aren flung it open and marched into a long hall. There were many beds upon which wounded lay, and healers were there. But many were looking on in horror at several satyrs wearing bloodied bandages. Even now, they shambled toward the door.
"What goes on here?" asked Aren.
"Undead, Lord Arengeth!" cried a woman. "The corpses of the dead satyrs have risen from the grave!"
The corpses shambled past Aren, making for the door with a groan. Relma s ...
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