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- The Beowolf had already started to dissolve, but as the flesh peeled away into ash it revealed a hint of metal. As the other three limped their way out of the house I knelt down to look at it, drawing out the small, grey blade. The handle was metal, nothing more than the tang elongated out, and the centre of balance was in the middle. I knew what it was mostly because of the distinctive way it had been forged.
- A throwing knife, buried into the back of the Grimm.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 1: Ch. 3]
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