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... ating cloak.
The once-bright fungi now glimmered faintly. The wind picked up its pace, prickling his skin.
But he moved forward.
The dead oak that marked Rotroot was now marked by even more scratches. Passing it washed a sense of relief over Vergil, yet the trees creaked in the breeze.
Shadows pressed to the ground, as if beckoning him to come back. Stalking him.
As the trees thinned to the green lands, the glow of lanterns appeared in the distance. The go ...
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