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... xterminating any monster we find. Missing even one means having an army of those bastards grow right under our noses." The Nue snarled.

"I've dealt with plenty of monsters in Garlen and they never amounted to much. How can you have so many problems with them despite the Council's help?" Lith asked.

"Son, Awakened are a minority whereas all monsters have powers and they spawn faster than you can sneeze. What you faced in the past were nothing but small tribes constantly kept on the ru ...

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