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- Drew knew he could back up no farther, his broken heel hanging over the lip of the battlements. He wavered for a moment, holding the Wolfshead blade toward the assembled monsters.
- Then, in the blink of an eye and with a suddenness that took the Wererats and the king by surprise, Drew lowered his smoking sword and simply fell backward into the void.
- Before he lost consciousness, his last memory was of the raging Wererats he’d left behind on the battlements disappearing into the distance, silhouetted by the inferno at their backs
- B1 P6 C8
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