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... ge, he dashed forward, weaving through the writhing tentacles. His feet were light, his body agile as he ducked and dodged, each movement measured to avoid the lashing tendrils. He kept his eyes locked on the creature’s torso—the swirling mass of darkness that seemed to anchor the tentacles together.
Just as a massive tentacle lunged at him from above, he ducked, pivoted, and slashed upward in a single, fluid motion. His blade cut deep into the creature’s core, and for the first time, th ...
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