Chapter 5

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Unsettling accounts weave a dark tapestry of Morash's malevolent presence amid the fall of the White Rock Sanctuary. As the clash upon the tall stone walls of the stronghold unfolded, the ominous silhouette of the god of corruption cast its shadow upon the beleaguered sanctuary.

Accounts from eyewitnesses, few and far between, spoke of a spectral fog that coiled around the citadel, distorting reality and ensnaring the minds of those within. Those who dared to gaze upon this ethereal shroud claimed to glimpse the twisted visage of Morash himself, a sinister puppeteer orchestrating the unraveling fate of White Rock Sanctuary.

In these unsettling narratives, the god of corruption manifested not as a distant force but as an insidious infiltrator, sowing discord and despair among the defenders. Whispers carried by the wind spoke of corrupted whispers that wormed their way into the hearts of the Dawn Legion, turning allies against each other in a tragic dance of betrayal.

Whether Morash's presence was a spectral illusion or a tangible force remains a lingering enigma. Yet, the echoes of malevolence imprinted upon the fallen stones of the Ivory Citadel hint at a deeper, more insidious layer to the tragedy—a cosmic dance of gods that transcended the boundaries between myth and reality.

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