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... dungeon that was just... obliterated. He could feel it like a physical pain in his chest. Which was unusual and deeply unpleasant in and of itself, but not quite as unusual or as unpleasant as the hands he saw dragging themselves through the rubble.
His hands.
Well, sort of. They were clearly meant to be his hands—they had the same pattern of golden Firmament sealed into the back, even if it was kind of an ugly rendition of that pattern.
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