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... he petrified floorboards.
He raised his Paragon Blade; even with the blue flames that covered the sword, holy magic was still the essence of the great weapon.
It was the great, natural anathema to the demonic darkness that was choking this library.
A cluster of Nightwraiths, shrieking as the radiant light scorched their incorporeal forms, tried to dive into the safety of the towering bookshelves.
But of course Mercius was faster, regardless of his size.
He ...
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