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... hing went to hell.
She noticed that the room, although it seemed to be a small section that led to several corridors, was one huge room, and the moment she struck, it was too late to pull back or stop.
Her blade sliced the throat of the first werewolf, his brown hair matted with pouring blood as he choked to death while gripping his neck. Lunaria used her leg to lower him slowly, her body pressed to the ground, still silent. She focused her gaze, tracking the werewolf that sniffe ...
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