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... , a calm voice spoke to me. It was my voice, yet not my voice. Yes, it was Truth. It must have decided I needed help.
I heard something heavy slicing through the air and falling. There was also a splashing sound of liquid pouring out. A peculiar, pungent scent spread. It wasn’t the usual smell of blood.
‘Wow, talk about perfect timing.’
I panted heavily, gripping the sword with both hands.
What was it? An animal? A bird? No, was there such a ‘thing’ among winged b ...
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