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... rest lay behind them, and Fort Blackthorn's high towers gleamed faintly in the distance.
Darin sat near the edge of camp, away from the others, staring down at the core in his hand.
It wasn't just any core.
Not one of the ant mages, or a worker drone.
No, this one pulsed with something wrong.
It was the eldritch abomination's core—the tentacle creature they'd fought back in the forest's. Its essence swirled inside a glassy orb of black and green, warped li ...
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