Marked By Fate
Blood splattered across my face, a hot, sticky sensation that fueled my adrenaline.
I looked around, and the entire battlefield was pure chaos. We were no longer fighting flesh-and-blood rogues. We were fighting with pure magic, our enemies mindless puppets animated by Kasamaan's dark power. My eyes found him standing in the center of it all, his head thrown back, his hands outstretched.
Magic, a dark, swirling energy, poured from him, coalescing into monstrous creatures that attacked us relentlessly.
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