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... ssly, its heavy texture pulsating as if alive, reeking of scattered entrails. Corpses floated like withered flowers, their pale bodies with wide-open eyes staring into the void, as if fixated on something unseen.
And in the midst of this cursed scene stood Egologia.
The blood clung to his skin, warm and heavy, as if trying to absorb him, as if it refused to let him go. His throat dried up, his heart pounding like distant war drums.
Then he saw them.
At first, he w ...
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