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- The first notion the captain had that he was no longer wrestling with a human was when the arm he held twisted violently, throwing him one hundred and eighty degrees through the air. He landed with a crunch, his view of the world on its head as the beast rose to its full height, towering over him. The crowd screamed as the Werewolf roared.
- B3 P4 C7
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