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... creams of the "Welcome Party" are fading, replaced by the wet snap of traps.
They were foolish enough to chase a Cartographer class into the Aion Sanctuary ruins.
A heartbeat later, my sense screams—blue, pressure shifting.
I dive and roll.
A three-ton slab of obsidian crashes down inches from my heels. The wind of its descent slaps my neck. Behind me, there is no scream—just a wet, sickening crunch as a Deepwarden is flattened into paste.
I don’t look ...
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