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... picked up its own intestines and pushed them back in.
Both hands grabbed the edges of the wound and pulled inward. The flesh pressed together and held, sealing itself along an invisible line, clean as stitching. No sound. No visible mechanism. It just closed.
The moon symbol on its forehead dimmed. Full moon to half moon, the glow receding.
Both of them were burning through something. The werewolf had its stored lunar energy, whatever that symbol represented, and it was s ...
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