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... moldy, jagged stones. The sharp pain made him curse, but he would have anyway.
The horrid stench of decomposition, the heavy air, the thickening poisonous mana that rushed to his circuits—they were too much to handle for his old bones. But he couldn’t slow down.
Not when his predecessors had guarded the sealed entrance from their last failed subjugation two thousand years ago. Only cruel death awaited them in the mountain’s depths. No, it would be worse than that...
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