Do’Grum’s attention was focused on a robed apparition that faded in and out of existence like a swirling mist as it hovered above the pool. The mercenaries stayed crouched near the opening, waiting and listening.
Do’Grum said to the figure, “We’ve nearly finished the digging. Why would you abandon me now?”
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