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By Shadows
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Ongoing, First published Oct 04, 2017
Ammryn called upon the magic innate to his kin, blue fires danced in his eyes and a bright light blinded the foul creature for just a second, but that was all Ammryn needed. A stream of black blood flowed out of its neck, and it hit the ground with a thunk. The remaining orc found what he was looking for and held up a sword that glowed light blue. Ammryn's hair stood up as he felt the disturbance of magic through his body.

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