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... woman, his eyes glinting. He raised a hand, and the air thickened with the stench of decay as his Death Magic pulsed, a black miasma seeping from his fingers. ’’Arise,’’ he hissed, his voice a venomous whisper that cut through the silence of the clearing surrounded by his army.
The woman’s lifeless form twitched violently, her body jerking as if puppeted by unseen strings. A scream tore from her throat, shrill, guttural, and raw, a sound that clawed at the edges of sanity. It grew loude ...
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