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... s heavy with a foul, metallic smell.
The sky above was gray, casting shadows that danced like ghosts.
Inside one of the tallest, most ruined towers, a figure sat cross-legged on a throne of jagged bones.
Narak, a level-12 Zombie King, was cultivating.
His pale, bloodless skin glowed faintly under the dim light, and the veins on his arms pulsed as though alive.
In front of him lay chunks of raw, dripping meat, which he occasionally brought to his lips.
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