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[It's hard to make out the usual sound of waves crashing on the beach. That's because it's been drowned out by the chaos of monsters tearing into each other. Trevor is observing this from a close yet safe distance.]
That accursed tower... 'tis much closer than I've ever seen it these past months. Has that happened before?
And if I knew not any better, it almost looks as if our prey seek to herald its approach with their own blood. The very waves are running red with it.
This bodes not well. What devilry is afoot?
That accursed tower... 'tis much closer than I've ever seen it these past months. Has that happened before?
And if I knew not any better, it almost looks as if our prey seek to herald its approach with their own blood. The very waves are running red with it.
This bodes not well. What devilry is afoot?
