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... useating blue light, and the very air on the bridge grew thick and cold. "You face a master of the arcane arts, little elf, your divine light is but a candle against my storm."
Serian did not reply, she simply took a ready stance, her sword held in both hands as her golden aura intensified, casting long, stark shadows across the bridge.
"Then let the storm break."
The Lich King flicked its wrist. The polished black stone of the bridge rippled, and a dozen skeletal arms er ...
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