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... anting.
The Cursed Item Security Guard was pulled out of my Inventory Rune along with chains.
The heavy iron clinked and scraped the ground as the eight ends of the chains shot out and buried themselves deep into the dirt with a dull thud.
The Cursed Item hung between them, bound tight.
Its appearance had changed again.
It wasn’t just a shadow with a skull face anymore.
Its body was made of writhing black worms, each one made of fear itself.
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