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- "Get off me!" My hands settled on the nape of its neck, reaching over my shoulder to nestle in the thick muscle. With a violent heave its teeth were torn free, leaving pierce marks in my armour as it hurtled through the air. It yelped as it landed, bouncing twice before rolling back onto its feet.
- —Forged Destiny [Book 1: Ch. 3]
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