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The creature surged forward in a burst of claws, teeth, and frustrated rage. Three arms came down at different angles, carving rifts into the ground as if the stone were clay. The echo of that impact reverberated through the tunnel's ribs, and I knew that standing still for even one second meant one second less of life.
I dove sideways, rolling into a floor crack, my body protesting in every joint. The heat from the strike still licked at me. But I didn't run.Not yet.
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