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Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
Ingredients
Created
The shine of this weapon is gone; there is now only malice within it.
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Created
The knowledge of Morgrave's library, defiled to a new purpose; what you can see through them is power, and how to get it.
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Absolute truth pales in comparison to making the impossible a reality. You can see that now.
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The blue skies are gone. Now, only blood and death remain.