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"Okay, so let me get this straight... You died, spent ten years in a dark pit surrounded by bizarre undead, and somehow mastered a forbidden farming art that uses netherworld mushrooms and moss?!"
"Yeah, pretty much, Gardenia. It's... really nice to hear your voice again!"
"And Mark was brainwashed into a giant, monstrous skeleton?! Oh my god, Elayne! How am I supposed to adjust to all of this? Ugh, and this realm is so cold—I can barely stay conscious."
"I don't expect much, but please guide me. I need to dismantle this barrier to escape," Elayne said. "Can you help me?"
"A Netherworld Barrier? Tch, easy." Gardenia's aura surged from Elayne's skeletal hand, spreading circuits of divine spirit energy.
Within seconds...
Crack, crack...
CRASH!
The entire barrier shattered like glass, revealing chaos beyond. Hundreds of undead and Netherworld races screamed, scrambling to flee or hoard the moss and mushrooms growing over them.
