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... s cloaked in a sinister shade of black.
Thick, rolling waves of smoke surged across the heavens like an ominous tide, painting the air with dread. The fog wasn’t natural—it pulsed with malice, carrying the dreadful aura of spellbeasts, the type of presence that could make even experienced warriors falter. It was dense, oppressive, and soaked in a putrid stench—raw blood, rotting flesh, and something older, fouler... like ancient hatred reborn.
The air grew heavier as the black sm ...
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