Swoosh!

A squalid breeze of foul air poured from inside the cave, rolling up the foul aura wafting lazily around in waves.

Reverently, the cultists remained kneeling with their heads on the ground. Their hoods obscured their face and everyone could not see their faces, although one could almost make out the excitement and thrill in their voice.

Everyone else was shaking as well, but not because of excitement so much as because of fear.

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