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... rialized within their hands were solid, glistening obsidian. Distant light caught off their pitch black swords and long, barbed spears. They came from every direction like a tsunami of crashing ink. Their charge was completely devoid of sound. It was a wall of darkness that held death within its rushing waves.
Derek charged into their ranks with a roar, swinging his axe like a madman. The weapon ripped through the dark soldiers even as their own pierced into his own body. His blood splat ...
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