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After climbing countless stairs and crossing a floor paved with white bone tiles, they finally arrived at a vast arena built within the remains of a colossal Bone Beast. The arena and its seating were entirely crafted from the creature's white bones, shaped and assembled by masterful Bone Crafters.
A large audience had already gathered. Hundreds of Undead of various shapes and sizes filled the stands—some unlike anything Elayne had ever seen. There were black trees with legs and dangling fruits that resembled red eyes, blue-skinned goblins with white horns, and demon-like beings with six arms, their skin either crimson or cobalt, their golden eyes sharp and piercing.
These beings bore no resemblance to typical undead. They weren't skeletal, decaying, or ghostly. This was another truth Norman had once shared with her: these were members of the "Nine Noble Races of the Netherworld."
