A kobold wanders aimlessly with a wooden stick in his hand, like a programmed marionette.

Suddenly, its eyes widened and its nose twitched, staring carefully at the air in front of it.

The air was unusually viscous, and at the kobold's ill-intentioned approach, a figure emerged from it, holding a sharp dagger in his hand.

The kobold monster screamed, lifted the wooden stick and was about to attack, and there was a thick sense of malice in the air behind him.

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