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... ’s Orc avatar was being devoured by its opponent. At that very moment, a young insectoid, drawn by the bait the clown had laid, stepped into the trap.
"Mentor, I’ve made my decision. I will practice The Art of Aetherial Shaping you have bestowed upon me."
The clown turned. His current avatar was a perfect replica of an insectoid, though it radiated a pressure and power that dwarfed Lokiviria’s by an order of magnitude.
"Are you certain?" the clown asked, his voice a low t ...
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