[ Plenty of every terrible thing imaginable, really, though Adra had to admit that the old gods unsettled him more than any other horror that plagued Azeroth's fragile peace. For he, too, was connected to the dark stuff that fueled them, the shadows that whispered and slithered always just behind the Light. ]
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[ Plenty of every terrible thing imaginable, really, though Adra had to admit that the old gods unsettled him more than any other horror that plagued Azeroth's fragile peace. For he, too, was connected to the dark stuff that fueled them, the shadows that whispered and slithered always just behind the Light. ]
There's trouble all over, I suppose.