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... him.
The air was thick with the stench of blood and the acrid tang of sweat and fear.
Shadows flickered across the walls of the cavern, cast by the dim light that barely pierced the darkness.
It was a dance of death, and Lyerin moved through it with an eerie calm, sidestepping and evading the savage strikes of the trilobites with a grace that seemed almost otherworldly.
The soldiers fell one by one.
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