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... was there to protect them in case something happened. They knew what they were getting into when they chose this level of the dungeon, but the forest was still unnerving when they were actually there in person, and not just listening to someone else's description of it.

Although it was very creepy and unnerving, they had been through a lot, and Atar didn't really understand the concept of fear, so he was unaffected by the atmosphere.

Since the Forest of the Dead was known for onl ...

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