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... Stark paused for a second, staring at the faint gray bar slowly crawling upward on his interface.
The percentage ticked higher each minute, feeding off the fog that surrounded him.
It was like the mist itself was alive, breathing, watching, waiting.
He exhaled softly through his nose, then dashed forward again.
Each step left a faint imprint before fading, swallowed by the fog.
He killed some monsters on his way, but only when he had to.
He made s ...
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