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... s coming out in ragged bursts. For a moment, it stared in the direction Arachne and Fenrir were retreating.
Then, its lips twisted back over its teeth.
It had already resolved itself to take on both of them. Returning empty-handed was the last option it wanted to take. It needed at least one trophy as long as it could get them to cross that boundary.
It released a bellowing roar, one that sent vibrations through the grass and leaves around it. It was a challenge layered a ...
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