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- The conversation was over as swiftly as it had begun, the dead soldier surging toward the Wolf. Drew lunged forward with his sword, running the dead man through the belly, the blade buried to the hilt. To Drew’s horror the soldier didn’t slow, instead backhanding Drew across the clearing. It may have been a corpse but it was as strong as an ox. The Werewolf crashed into a tree trunk and hit the ground with a crunch.
- B2 P2 C5
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