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... NOT-" Bob's creative stream of profanity echoed through the chamber as dust and ancient stone fragments rained down from the ceiling. Somewhere in the darkness, water dripped steadily.
The golems moved with a grinding symphony of metal and stone, their runes pulsing in patterns that made Adom's eyes hurt. More text began materializing on the wall in that same ethereal script.
"AND IF WHOEVER'S PULLING THESE TRIALS OUT OF THEIR ARSE THINKS I'M GOING TO-"
"Bob."
"-S ...
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