The Deathlord of Ixia

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The terrible pain of the injuries you have sustained drags you groaning to the floor. For several minutes you lie on the coal-black tiles, half-blinded and racked by nausea, until your natural Kai healing abilities mend the damage sufficiently for you to be able to go on. When your strength returns, you stagger to your feet and hurry away towards the shadowy exit, eager to distance yourself from the debilitating power that arcs between the pillars.

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