AGGON THE DEVASTATING
Misenta once told me that all the shadow summoners in the sect were poisoned by the Shadow Summoner's magic. Their lives could be taken at any time by the elders.
This poison magic was probably a kind of curse that Grandmaster Morgren put on all his subordinates. Their lives could be taken at any time for his dark magic sacrifice.
Their lives were taken now.
"Damn, what the hell are you summoning this time?" I asked Morgren in my mind.
Our ships quickly retreated in the face of the dark clouds.
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After the Dark Realm was appeased with the sacrifice, the ominous clouds overhead coalesced into a sinister form, taking on a humanoid shape adorned with multiple appendages, each brandishing formidable sabers and scimitars. Despite the constraint of so many limbs within a single body, the entity wielded its weapons with terrifying proficiency.
