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... binds?!" Adelram, in his dragon form, roared in anger.
He tried to burn the black smoke and rip it apart, but nothing seemed to work.
'This brings back bad memories!'
...
Old World, thousands of years ago.
At the tall, high-end throne, Alastor lazily sat with his legs dangling over the edge. With a look of boredom, he looked at the warlords that were bound by the black smoke. They sat silently with their heads hanging low as if they were seeking forgivene ...
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