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- Taboo found herself in the middle of the Goldhelms, their swords slashing at her as she tried to find Primus on the ground with her spear. She was exhausted from malnutrition, the fight quickly draining what energy she had left. Primus dodged this way and that, the Panther’s agility saving his skin, before he struck out with his scimitar, the blade flying across her. She tumbled back as Primus jumped up, looking to strike the killing blow. Instead he found the Werewolf had replaced her, his white sword sweeping out and leaving a trail of fresh wounds across the Goldhelms.
- B6 P3 C6
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