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- Drew stood over Ulik, the black sun shining at his back. He saw the Ape mouth two words silently: finish me. The White Fist seized the chain, knuckles flaming against Ulik’s throat. The Werewolf squeezed and pulled, the claws slicing through the silver links until the chain rattled to the floor in a dismembered heap of metal. The Apelord took a shaky gasp of air as Drew rose and turned to the onlookers.
- B6 P3 C6
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