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Surrounding it were ten small, skeletal wolfhounds, their skull shaped heads burning with a ghostly green fire, emanating a hungry predatorial desire.
On the back of this Corpse-Eating Dog King stood a middle-aged man, donned in the robes of the Netherworld Sect and holding a skeletal staff. His gaze was filled with hatred towards the village.
"It’s over... even if we call for help now, it would be too late."
"How have they arrived ...
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