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... dness of death. The thick, impenetrable mist spread through the mountains as if someone spilled milk all over them.
The dragon flapped his wings, his life force flowing through his veins, pushing back the all-consuming coldness of death. His shiny armor and horns gleamed within the smoke clouds, in the faint golden light pulsing within the canyons of magma of his armor.
'They become stronger...' Vesuvius felt the aura of coldness and despair spill over the mountains, the grass wither ...
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