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... routing new possibilities, and claws desperately flung and froze them. Right swing, skin-shed, left swing, frostbite surged, another root swung for her waist. Dodge, a sharpened vine sprouted from beneath. Chin raised for a narrow dodge, a lone seed shot through the entangled root and hit her neck. Binds coiled her throat. Gasp, her left claw raised to cut off her head, weaves grostesquely stitiching the head a new body mid-air as she rolled aside, glared.
Hounds pooling again summoned, ...
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