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... sword. Then he realized it was only a tendril of thorny branches. Massacre approached and chomped a bite out of it, munching on it. Looking around, he saw that Massacre had eaten away most of the surrounding underbrush. She had eaten well last night.
William almost laughed. "Massacre, do you ever stop eating?"
Massacre made a sound in its throats, which might have been a harsh reply. William sighed. "All right, all right," he said, "are the others up?"
"The others are up ...
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