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Chapter 2: Mount Sendo
After three days hard ride, the party finally arrived at Mount Sendo. It was a frightening visage that lay in front of them, a craggy slope of obsidian that looked like broken black glass. The mountain glowed an eery shade somewhere between fresh blood and a dark reddish-purple, growing to a bright shine at the cracks where the magma lay just below the surface. A high arc jutted out at the end of the path, with dagger-like extensions that pointed ominously at the travelers.
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STEVE MCKENNA!
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