Chapter Nineteen

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Leaving the grave yard, I quickly ducked off noticing five soldiers walking through the streets, swords at the ready, but I can also sense a magic power, and it isn't a familiar one. No, It's much stronger and much more dangerous. Who is it? What is it? Could it be the legendary wizard Marakorv? Or is it the dragon souls under this city? I've never felt this before. This should be fun.

(Short, sadly yes, but I had come into some writers block, but I think I was able to get past it.)

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