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... seeped from its waters, scanning the decayed trunks for signs of undead. He did not have Mato’s attachment to nature, but even he felt sick at the sight of the creeping miasma and death that hung over the rotting remains of the vibrant forest he had spent so much of his youth exploring.
Fucking necromancers. He glanced backward guiltily, catching sight of Seth bringing up the rear with his skeletons. I guess not all of them are bad, he quickly corrected himself. Alexander Gray, however… ...
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