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... rn to moan in agony. Darius and Rhoam held the altar-guardians at bay, their rhythm a shield wall of their own making.
But Vark’s corruption was unending. Every wound sealed with fresh ichor, every tendril they severed regrew. His laughter thundered, mocking, relentless.
"You fight with rage, with guilt, with grief. I taste it all, and it makes me strong. You cannot win here because you carry me within you."
Kelvin’s glaive faltered as memories surged unbidden his parents ...
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