THE DOOR
She had barely finished setting the trap when the foliage at the edge of the clearing exploded.
Three of them burst from the shadows simultaneously. They were as grotesque and terrifying as the first—towering, hyper-muscular monstrosities with sickly grey skin and elongated, clawed limbs. But it was their eyes that caught Mwajuma’s attention. They burned with a chaotic, violent purple luminescence. Sparks of unstable, raw mana crackled around their massive fists, fizzing and popping in the damp air like dying firecrackers.
They saw the broken body of their scout, and they threw their heads back, unleashing a collective, deafening roar that shook the moisture from the canopy leaves. Then, the
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