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... k, twisted sculpture wielding a sword of impossible design, no human hand could have crafted it.
He wore a black compression shirt, his sculpted body tensing beneath it as though trying to burst free.
This was the Eyes of the Night, Liam Asterion, praying to the God of Darkness with one request consuming his thoughts. Something that had tormented him for ages. Before this sculpture, he would get his answer.
When he was done praying, he turned toward an old man who was fra ...
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