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Harlan shifted his weight, keeping one hand pressed firmly on Greโs wound as he reached out with the other to clear the dirt off the tombstone's face. Freshly carved into the ancient slate was a rough drawing.ย
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A heavy silence fell over the graveyard, broken only by ragged breathing, the hiss of blood on cold stone, and the quiet crackle of the ruined campsite. The Ghasts were dead.
โWe cleared them!โ Dirk panted, wiping black gunk off his knife.
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Off to the side, the final Ghast let out a shrill, ear-piercing screech before Dirkโs knife severed its head from its shoulders. The creature dissolved into ash.
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Off to the side, the final Ghast let out a shrill, ear-piercing screech before Dirkโs knife severed its head from its shoulders. The creature dissolved into ash.
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