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                                        Chapter 180. A Horde
                                
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... body scraping against the very laws of nature.
Over nine feet of skeletal terror, draped in writhing, semi-liquid shadows. Miasma bled from the cracks in its bones, seeping and curling with every twitch of its malformed limbs.
The ribs protruded outward like jagged spears, each laced with bone-threads that danced in the black air, twitching like they had a will of their own.
And its face?
There wasn’t one.
Instead, its torso bore its gaze—a horrifying canv ...
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