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The concrete cracked, then oozed like the very earth had turned into pus.
The serpent’s glowing eyes stayed fixed on a single direction.
The Sanctum of Masters’ stronghold.
It could smell the blood, and the corpses there.
So many had died there recently. And that stench of death called to the N’Theris like a beacon.
A flash of light cut through the chaos.
The skyscraper—one the serpent was half-coiled around—was split clean into two halve ...
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