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Bloody Rain
Zirus recruited the dead souls into his fold and made them stronger for his plot against the entire Kingdom. The dead souls were forged into weapons and Zirus’ goblin said, “Behold the grand soldiers of Zirus, who can destroy?” With laugher and chuckling, the goblin walked round and round the dead souls as Zirus magically equips them for his evil plot. The Orcs watched as Zirus performs his spells as they also stared at each other in amazement of what Zirus can do. The sky was still shaking and suddenly, it began to rain down blood. At this time the Orcs became troubled knowing that Zirus has tampered with nature. Zirus with his hands lifted up while performing the rituals and enchantments laughed and beseeched more powers to be bestowed upon the dead souls. The animals around that pre
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