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Crawling from the boneyards

Through skulls and broken ribcages

Gleaming eyes piercing fog and smoke

Fork tongue does taste blood on the air

Waiting

Seething

Emerging from slithering shadows

The reek of the venomous serpentine rot

Fangs that puncture the flesh

Fear causes the poison to surge

Scale follows scale

Encircle the now wounded prey

Ichor woven intravenous

Let the blackened life force flow

No longer weakened futile hope

Grip the jagged blade of steel

Silver slashing beast asunder

Pushing through the burning pain

Transmuting thaumaturgical

Cast back the writhing adversary