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Poet's music would last only five minutes. Once it stopped, the goddesses would descend again.
There was no time to waste. Ambrose immediately summoned the Golden Throne, converting his Mist Step into a long-distance teleport. In a single instant, he arrived at the entrance of the tower.
The tower should have been protected by powerful defensive magic, but after Trisna was ambushed and the alliance of goddesses collapsed, the drow inside had decisively fled. By the time Ambrose arrived, the defenses had already failed.
He didn't dare linger and rushed straight toward the top floor.
The moment he approached, the music shook his very soul.
No wonder it could disrupt divine will. Even Ambrose felt dizzy and desperate to escape.
Fortunately, the undead had no conventional hearing. "Sound" was perceived through the soul, so he simply suppressed...
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