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... , the metal links glowing with an abyssal light as he prepared for the fight ahead. The Phantom Stalkers moved in erratic patterns, their forms flickering in and out of existence, never fully solid, never fully gone. He knew this fight. He had cleared this dungeon before. But knowing and executing were two very different things.
"Duskrunner, keep moving! Don’t let them surround us!"
The wolf snarled in response, its silver eyes locked onto the shifting shadows. The Phantom Stalke ...
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