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... grew nearer, covering the gap in its surface with a weak illusion; as low on light as I was, it wouldnt have held up to close scrutiny.
It didnt need to.
The bad-things thundered through the tunnel, generating the sound through the sheer, unending size of the horde rather than size of the individual. Mandibles clicked and clacked in an incessant tick, and I could faintly make out the drip-drop of molten liquid tapping against the stone as they moved on. The heat that they gave o ...
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