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... his, he had very little to do.
“Stop fidgeting and sit tight,” a corpse rat perched on Kraush’s shoulder warned.
Taking that advice, Kraush remained still.
After all, the White Skeleton Legion of Ebelasque was busy smashing the Erosion creatures to bits all over the Hardenhartz Mountains.
Ebelasque clearly showcased the true power of a necromancer.
The White Skeleton Legion was an eternal army that wouldn’t die until Ebelasque ran out of steam.
So, ...
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