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- St. George sighed, drew his leg back, and drove his toes into the ex’s chest. Thin bones cracked under his boot as the red leash snapped and the dead child was launched into the air. It soared up past the rooftops and crashed down a dozen blocks away in a splash of bone and meat.
- Excerpt From Ex-Heroes, pg 90
- Peter Clines
- https://books.apple.com/us/book/ex-heroes/id585738407
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