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... wasn’t just leaking and taking space, but had also started prodding?
It wasn’t subtle either.
The black sludge, once a slow seepage, was now actively testing the weakened boundaries of the containment field. The corruption reared back and slammed forward like a battering ram made of liquid malice, its edges sharp, twisting into spires, spikes, and clawed fingers that scraped along the flickering barrier.
The thing felt sentient.
And it made Luca flinch. The prote ...
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