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The wall behind No.2, the painting on this wall to be more specific, was one of the elements of this place that the elder creature had no choice but to protect at all costs.
It was an item even more important than even its own life vessels and this very fact made him nervous when the witch that had been just running away from its magic until now, conjured her witchcraft that unexpectedly was something that decayed anything the caster wanted.
It could turn a single being or creature or an army of thousands into pile of ashes, a power of death so dreadful that she herself did not like using it on anything.
She was the symbol of death and decay, she brought death to the beings around her and everyone that she ever cared about would end up dead sooner or later.
That was the main reason she did not have any kind of attachments with the people around her, not even her team that she was trusting with her life.
