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... wrinkled his nose as he took cover against a tall, gnarled tree that sprouted from a pile of rubble that had once been a merchant’s shop near the marketplace and sneaked a peek around the corner. This dungeon stank. It was an odor like a compost heap that had been left to rot and fester, and for the hundredth time, he thanked the powers that he had not developed a scent skill like Mato’s.
Eclipse might render him literally invisible, but with these strange plant monsters, he couldn’t be ...
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