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- It roared and swiped down towards me.
- Shadows coalesced behind it, a small figure appearing on its left shoulder. Golden eyes flashed as two hands shot forth from a dark cloak, throwing daggers clenched firmly in each fist. With a grunt of her own, Blake Belladonna drove them both into the Grimm's crimson eyes. The claw that would have taken my head from my shoulders instead hit the stone above me, carving a great furrow as the Beowolf reared back in agony.
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