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... ruins of the ancient sanctuary, their bodies reduced to shattered fragments after Rowan’s strikes and Sally’s fun time. There was dust in the air, increasing slowly through the purple glow of the dungeon moss that clung to the cracked pillars.
Rowan exhaled heavily. His arms ached. Fighting the Wraiths had been different from fighting wolves or rats and put more toll on his body. Their bodies had no flesh, no blood, only stone animated by dungeon mana. Every strike had felt like hammeri ...
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