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... lowly crumbling against the onslaught of the plants. Sadness soaked through her being. For days, she had struggled to defend the passages and caverns below her dungeon, and every time she made new inroads, the strange fungus monsters, mutated trees, and aberrant flowers like the Mana Eater would slash and eat her slimes and oozes.

If only I could heal.

Ali-friend could do it, and it made her strong. Naia’s oozes always died to cumulative damage, and then, without fail, she would ...

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