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... sed it to prop myself up on the one leg that had finished healing.
The Knife-Tailed Boar still lay ahead, its chest heaving, forelegs scraping weakly against the tile. It couldn’t find the strength to rise.
I gripped my axe and limped toward it. My jaw clenched. The memory of being dragged across the ground, of being slammed repeatedly, of my legs severed in a spray of blood, of the agony that followed, it burned through me.
"You took my legs." I said out loud, my second ...
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