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... clouds, and with its passing, Enkidu’s features twisted into something that barely resembled the friend Gilgamesh had loved beyond life itself. Marduk’s corruption flowed through him like molten gold, and when he moved, it was with the savage unpredictability of the wilderness unleashed—no longer the noble wild man who had learned civilisation through friendship, but something feral and divine and utterly merciless.
"Then die, fool king," Enkidu snarled, launching himself forward with th ...
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