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... was still retreating as fast as she could.
They watched the spearman with fear stricken faces. The man acreamed and tried to retreat but it was too late.
The two of them had tried to retreat away from the black mist the moment the ghastly man screamed at them however a tiny wisp of the mist touched his finger.
It merely touched the tip of his finger but that was enough. After it entered his blood stream, before he could process anything else a wave of the most excruciati ...
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