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- In that moment he was neither man nor vampire, but a force, one that
- would not stop until it had been spent. In the factory he’d only had one man
- to direct his fury against. Here he had dozens. And for that he was glad.
- “They used to call me Quicksilver,” he whispered, smiling hollowly.
- “Fastest hands in the world.”
- Then the smile vanished. His eyes flashed. And like a sliver of deadly
- mercury, he attacked.
- ***
- The Saga of Larten Crepsley: Ocean of Blood, Chapter 23
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