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... luminescent moss that clung to its edges.

The cavern floor was a sprawling labyrinth of uneven stone, cracked crevices, and puddles of stagnant water.

Each step echoed with a hollow tap-tap as the massive horde of Orcs and Ogres trudged forward.

Their guttural voices reverberated off the walls as they argued and grunted, brimming with anticipation.

Many of them, clad in rough-hewn armor, carried crude weapons—jagged axes, chipped swords, and clubs studded with bon ...

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