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... he chamber, his boots crunching lightly on threads of silk that clung stubbornly to the stone.
The vast nest behind him was quiet now, littered with spider corpses.
At the very end of the cavern, bathed in a faint purple glow, sat his prize.
The chest, it pulsed faintly, the light breathing in and out.
The moment he laid eyes on it, Stark knew.
’Epic-rank.’
His lips curled faintly upward.
He walked closer, the glow spilling over his face. < ...
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