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Lalita stood in the shadows of the room. Her thoughts would make one quiver, but yet not disagree. She could feel life pulsating through the temple grounds. Like a void, it consumed all who stepped close enough, but it was life and it was delicious.
She was waiting for her student. She had not ever taken a student in the dark arts, a student highly capable of spreading the void.
She was waiting for her student. She had not ever taken a student in the dark arts, a student highly capable of spreading the void.