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:: with a determined grin, the sorceress began to chant. the melodic voice quickly blurred into a series of resounding trance. one that was completely foreign to even the most traveled bard. as the chanting was going, clouds began to form above the ground. winds carrying dust swirled frenzily, blowing away leaves, then rocks, then bigger objects as it gradually became stronger. and the chanting continued, distance thunder grunted with low but lasting voice. grounds shook violently. around the sorceress, in the air, floated stones, dusts, grey fogs, sand, then something else, a bonechilling sensation of evil. the usual bright sunlight was blocked completely by the mass clouds, leaving the world to utter darkness. the darkness was not of visiually, but a darkness of hope, the dread feeling of death and infinite torment.
then all was quiet. wind stilled, sand droped, clouds stopped roaming, thunder stopped glooming in the distance, even the light halted.
silence
a distance cry piereced through the stillness. a cry promised the eternal torture, a cry sucked the soul out of every living being, a cry of abyss
instantly, several places around the sorceress began swirling, then the air seemed to open. each place stepped through a red fiendish creature. after them, came the resounding terrors of the unfortunate souls of abyss, the world seemed to stop breathing, and chaos regeins ::
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