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... the Calamity himself. She sat on the tiny spear of white stone that was all that was left of the cathedral floor, on the tiny patch of moss that was all that remained of her dungeon domain. She didn’t know exactly what he had in mind, but given his immunity issues, she could hazard a guess. Unfortunately, anything an ancient abyssal dragon god might need would likely be far beyond her capabilities. Just the thought of what it might be filled her with premonitions of dread and worry.
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