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Drop a meme here that you find funny. Or reflects your mood.
Guys I hope you put more comments and power stones... Which will encourage me...
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The crimson blades in Devara's hands gleamed beneath the evening sky.
The roots covering the Rakshasas seemed to react instinctively.
Somehow sensing danger.
Tiny sparks began dancing along the edges of the swords.
At first they were almost invisible.
Just small arcs of electricity crawling across the divine blades.
Then more appeared.
And more.
The sparks grew brighter.
Louder.
The air itself began crackling.
The smell of ozone filled the battlefield as soon as the electric arcs grew brighter and brighter.
Even the wind seemed to change.
The Rakshasa leader looked upward.
"...."
Dark clouds had begun gathering above the flower forest.
Not natural clouds. Storm clouds.
Heavy. Dark.
Filled with electricity.
The surviving cultists noticed them as well.
