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... ire.
His grip on Bloodmoon tightened, the blade slick with blood-his, theirs, he wasn’t sure anymore.
His body was failing him.
His wounds screamed with every breath, every movement.
And yet, the monsters didn’t stop.
They knew.
They could smell the exhaustion clinging to him, could hear the weakness in his breathing.
Predators.
The six-legged beast, its crimson eyes glowing, let out a deep, guttural growl.
Its claws, alread ...
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