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... m their prisons of roots and vines. A thought-hiss brought them to a halt, the former bad-things finding perches on the branches above. Rotting blood spilled from the places where shell-skin had fractured in their futile struggles, drip-dropping down from above.
Even now, freed from Tiamats control, they couldnt escape the errors of their creation. I had done what I could to heal them before bringing them under the Great Cores light, but some had still managed to injure themselves in the ...
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