“Hey, Brak!” Ginda yelled to her fellow dwarf. “What’s worse than that band of goblins we fought?”
With a zombie growl, a grotesque spider of eight arms, two heads and a torso sewn together rounded a corridor.
“Their reanimated leftovers!” she finished.
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