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The moon was full. Below, a man in a cloak raced over rocky cliffs. One false step, and he would plunge into the sea. The old man stopped to catch his breath. The item had to be near, those last five years couldn't have been been wasted. He turned the corner.
There was the cave. He grinned evilly. Now his plan would be completed. There was a growling, and the man frowned. He began to mutter a mystical incantation, or a spell, to protect him, but it was too late. A swipe of something from the cave, and the man was thrown into the sea.
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