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... und the castle walls. With each pulse, the tendrils swelled, throbbing like a sinister heartbeat.
Jagged cracks split the earth beneath them, the likely source of the tremors shaking the land. From these gaps, more of the ominous energy seeped out, creeping toward its next host—the surrounding area of the castle.
The Castle of Asvaldur was nearly consumed. The lower walls were already ensnared, swallowed by the writhing veins of darkness. Only the upper spires remained untouched, ...
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