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? You have wrested two shadow levels from an enemy! ?
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<td style="text-align: center">? Will you expand Shattered but Whole? ?</td>
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Shattered but Whole - The Shadow shattered you and you resisted.
?Gain <Shadow Sense>
?Health and Mana Regen +100%
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+ Spiderlings +
Spider species are a favorite form for Shadow to steal.
+ Often found as a subservient to one of the larger Macro Spiders. +
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heard Mike snap. "A spider is spitting a cloud of fucking webbing at us Stew. It''s probably tapioca fucking pudding!" Mike dropped his weapon. "Don''t let it touch you." Then he took a deep breath and made a hand sign similar to the one I used for the Mana Bolt. Bringing his hands up to his face he blew furiously, like he wanted to blow the spider away. A gout of flame spewed out and turned the cloud of webbing into threads of ash that slowly drifted away. I might have stood staring at Mike in shock if I hadn''t known the spider had disappeared back into the ceiling before the flame had reached it.