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... ade him curl into himself.
It felt as if ages had passed, yet the battle against Hellic—once the Primitive Helmut—and the escape from the Malidan Wall had been only yesterday.
No, perhaps more than a day had slipped by; ever since crossing into this place, his sense of time had dulled.
The sky here is perpetually dark—there’s no way to get a feel for time.
Back at the Malidan Wall, the escape had felt interminable.
In this sun-less world, darkness filled t ...
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