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- Snatching the youth up, Vanmorten held him aloft triumphantly before hurling him over the side of the parapets to his doom. Screams flared up from the city below. Before he was clear of the wall Drew threw his left hand out desperately, catching hold of the winch, sending it spinning wildly about, rope and tackle rattling as it whirled. He held on with a white-knuckled grip, his other limbs flailing and the Wolfshead blade flashing through the air as he clutched it tightly. Both boy and crane smashed into the tall metal brazier, then back into the fray, sending burning coals scattering across the stone walkway and over Vanmorten, flames leaping among the broken crates and barrels.
- B1 P6 C7
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