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Darren, by chance, turned to a nearby patch of woods to catch a glimpse of a guy riding a construct of some sort. The guy looked, no, felt similar to himself in a way that was beyond him at this point. This was the first person nearby who had felt [i]normal[/i]. Everybody else had felt like puppets being pulled by invisible strings. Something about the thought of another like him, who had died, calmed him somewhat. With a swift motion of his hand, he raised a chunk of earth from the ground and caused it to hover. Jumping onto it, he guided it toward the guy on his golem, shouting a slightly rage-filled greeting.