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... ore wolves, usually alone rather than in packs. I killed a few more, leveling up as I went, but strangely my sword, rusted and chipped as it was, didn’t show any signs of further wear. Perks of being a monster? I wondered, remembering how skeletons always seemed to be wandering around with gear on the verge of breaking.
It’s strange, though... I looked around at the corridors I had been passing through. This doesn’t seem anything like the place in the dungeon I died in, and yet the monst ...
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