Level 14
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*The clanging and scraping of steel on steel fills your mind. You put your hands over your ears, but there is no escaping the aural assault.* Yes... yes. That is what we heard when the skeletons overran the temple. They remain, much to my sorrow. Wipe out 15 of them, and perhaps the wounds in my soul will begin to heal. |