The Lurking Shadows Make Their Moves
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Within an underground area in Seashore, a large group of shady-looking demi-human men wearing black clothes wandered everywhere, assessing many things, preparing weapons, and consumable items.
And an old man with gray hair wearing wizardly clothes glanced at a large blade covered in runic seals, which shined brightly with black colors, a large and heavy mace seemingly made of some strange organic material harvested from a shielded beast covered in such seals as well, and then at a long whip seemingly made of black, iron-like hair, whose handle was also covered in these seals.
The old man smiled wickedly as he admired the weapons… each weapon emanated dark and malefic energy that even disrupted its surroundings, covering everything with illusory dark color.
Not many people would be able to tell what these weapons truly were, but an experienced priest would be able to easily find what they were.