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As soon as the corrupted druids appeared, Aksai felt a chill run through him, reminding him of his time in the Devil's Den.
He couldn't shake the question: what connection did the Holy Land Torel have with these twisted druids?
From the looks of it, Torel wasn't exactly friendly with them—if anything, it seemed the land had been training disciples to battle corrupted druids specifically.
Aksai felt a flicker of doubt. Would Torel somehow reject him, given that his Spirit bloodline originated from one of these corrupted druids?
But he brushed off the thought quickly. The land had let him in and hadn't shown any signs of rejection so far.
"The modifications the neural link fabric made during the bloodline refinement… it makes me something different from both the corrupted druids and the ones from Torel," he reasoned.
Pushing these thoughts aside, he shifted his focus back to the fight.