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... surface beneath him.
He couldn’t tear his eyes from the two ravens, their dark eyes locked on him with unyielding focus.
Then the voice spoke again, deep, ancient, and heavy, like thunder rolling across a barren battlefield.
"Do you not want strength?" it asked, its tone dripping with disdain. "Strength to stand above, to clean your city of the filth that has plagued it? To rise above the weak, the useless, the worms that crawl beneath your feet?"
The voice boomed ...
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