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... e woman’s presence didn’t just feel dangerous; it felt ancient and utterly inhuman, a chilling contrast to her beautiful facade. The air grew thick with a psychic pressure that made it hard to breathe.
Hill’s survival instincts screamed. "WEAPONS UP! NOW!" he bellowed, his voice cracking with panic. He managed to raise his sword, its tip trembling. Drokh grunted, hefting his massive axe with obvious pain, his face pale. Fia’s staff glowed erratically as she tried to summon a defensive sp ...
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