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It was a long, dragging spire of dragging itself through the fallen kingdom known as Hallownest. Having to use its own nail as leverage as it would trudge through room by room, not really having a set destination. Eventually, fatigue seemed to get the best of the vessel, slowly dragging itself until it could basically collapse against the wall and lay back, taking foreign breaths as their chest was pained with leftover burns from the plague leaving a relatively open cavity that would only leak void. It's only hope now was to either gather the strength to find a hot spring, or wait for the wound to close on its own... ...Right?
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