The desperate piercing scream of horror echoed far above the sharpened tops of the trees wrapped in thin obsidian-transparent mist, and I startled jerkily, tripping again, and almost collapsed onto the cold moist ground.

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“So, apart from casting runes, what other hobbies do you have? Forbidden rituals…”

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