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... f monsters that assaulted him. His ugly black pitted warglaive whistled through the air, reaping treants like wheat before he detonated his hellfire-empowered stomp attack yet again, setting some of the larger ones alight and knocking a half dozen rock beetles flying.
“That blast wave of hellfire is decimating those treants,” Malika observed.
“Yup,” Mato said. “They’re vulnerable to fire, alright.”
“Balanced by the fact that his blood corruption doesn’t work on them,” Set ...
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