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As I continued forward, I caught scent of a huge pile of bones right in the middle of my path. I skirted it carefully, my flank brushing along the cave wall. I shuddered to think about what might be on that wall that was now on me, but I’d have to worry about getting clean later. Outside, I heard the distant sounds of battle and hoped Belial was all right, especially when a particularly loud roar echoed through the cave. I had to move quickly to get the Void key to avoid either of us getting hurt. Wait. When had I started caring so much about that bastard? Dammit, I’d told myself this morning that I would avoid him as much as possible, get the job done, and then never see him again. But now all I could think about was making sure he, the unkillable Death, was okay, when I should really be
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