4 mana

Cracked and open tombs lay waste all around Dewin inside the dark catacomb. Insects scattered fleetingly on the blood-stained floor.  And there was a smell. A smell of death, musty and putrid.

The only hope was a bottle of mana (+2 mana). Dewin quickly grabbed it.

6 mana

Two paths led off deeper into the abyss.

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To go left, turn to page 247

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