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*Zyra gazes down on the necromancy pit in her castle where the necromancers were recreating every inch of your body while your soul is being kept in some sort of cage above the pit, hanging on the ceiling* Soon my love... I will have you back in my arms again, and the humans will die for your death.. hehehehe..
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