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... le. But to his surprise, his hand wouldn’t let it go.
"What the fuck!" He pulled at it, hoping to break free, but it felt as if the weapon had fused with his grip.
On the third try, a thick, viscous substance leaked from the hilt.
The inky substance coiled up his arm until it stopped below the elbow.
"Goddammit," Luck hissed, flexing his hand, only to watch the tendril squeeze tighter.
"First sign you’re sentient, I’m selling you back to the online store!" ...
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