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... ind him. Each footstep echoed like a drumbeat upon the cracked platform, ripples of pressure rolling outward, pushing against the dense spiritual energy that saturated the floor and walls.
The guardian's eyes, glowing pale blue, never blinked, yet they shifted subtly, following the spear Necro held, assessing it, and by extension, assessing Necro himself.
Necro's own eyes were half-lidded, calm, yet within their depths, storms brewed, patterns of countless Dao principles swirling ...
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