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... essive ambient mana would have been a weight on their heart at the very least.
The air was thick, damp, and reeked of wet earth and blood.
To Nom-Nom, it just smelled like money.
-ROOOAAR-!
A massive, four-armed Rock-Troll lunged from the shadows the second she stepped into the first clearing, its boulder-sized fists swinging down with enough force to crush a carriage.
Nom-Nom didn’t even break her stride. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
She simply ...
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