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- "Try this!" Ruby shouted, seeming to float in the air past the Grimm's shoulder. Her scythe was prepared, red hood floating behind her like the trail of a star. My knees buckled, the strength of the beast finally proving too much as it burst through my guard. My eyes widened, ready for pain or agony. It didn't comeβ¦ not because anyone saved me, nor because the Beowolf died, but because at that moment where I failed, where my strength gave out β it turned.
- The Beowolf's arm struck Ruby, who held up her weapon to block it. The claws tore through the flimsy wooden haft with ease.
- And my best friend's body behind it.
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