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... harsh, erected especially for one specific purpose, putrescent feathers of pure black fell heavily to ground, burdened by the weight of dark blood, bits of gravel moved to the side as Loimos stepped forward, hundred of them exploding in every direction like bits of a shrapnel as the two dragons landed soon after, all either going past the undead, or decomposing into nothingness before they could hit.
"My name is Solast, a close confidant of Dragonlord Ronarkatast, ruler of all with draco ...
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