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... ursed Monastery's dim, decaying hallways echoed with the sounds of battle as Allen and his group fought through wave after wave of cursed creatures. Their grotesque forms were wrapped in tattered priest and priestess robes. The stench of decay lingered in the air, but none of them were afraid. They were used to this kind of atmosphere.
Even as the monsters closed in, their conversations continued, unfazed.
Shea called out while unleashing her blade feathers in a wide arc, cutting ...
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