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... tore through the quiet village like a blade through silk. Before the echo had faded, we were already surging out of Chief Gareth’s house, our boots kicking up puffs of dust from the dry earth. The scene before us froze the blood in my veins.
A heavyset merchant stood panting in the town square, his face slick with sweat and his clothes torn. Behind him, he dragged two unconscious werewolves by their scruffs - one with fur like dried blood, the other midnight black. Their massive forms le ...
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