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... ard it, dragging his body through the mud.
"Go to hell, you beast!"
Eamon’s angry roar pierced through the air as he struggled furiously, trying to grasp anything, the ground itself, but he could not resist the relentless pull of the tentacle, getting dragged closer and closer.
The monstrous mass loomed larger in his vision.
Watching his life inch closer to death, the primal fear of survival surged forth, shocking his enraged mind into clarity.
He thought ...
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