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... wn, anyone looking at him right now could tell.
He was pale.
Ghostly pale.
And it wasn’t from the battle.
It wasn’t from the beast he just skewered with his lightning-tipped spear, nor from the blood smeared on his arms and cheeks.
It was from something far worse.
Something internal.
Something... inevitable.
He stood above the fresh corpse, panting, body soaked in sweat - but his wide eyes weren’t looking at the enemy on the ground. ...
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