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Chapter 53: Ashes of the Den
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The sickly-green cloud of Nine-Venom Execution Gas rolled across the floor of the sealed guildhall, thick and suffocating. Where it touched the heavy oak tables, the wood hissed, charred, and dissolved into black sludge. Mercenaries caught in the fringe of the cloud shrieked, clutching their throats as their spirit-protective barriers sizzled away like salt in water.

Behind his heavy ironwood desk, Guildmaster Malakor stood with his brass mask fully sealed, his mechanical vents puffing tiny clo
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