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... ot to fall by way of multiple vines holding its ankles, Aoni went ahead and widened the slash mark on its throat with his knife before stepping back and watching a faint stream of golden blood dribble into the basin.
Waiting for a couple of minutes and keeping track of the flow, the lad turned around and gathered up the other three carcasses and piled them up near the wooden arch while making sure they were on their backs so that the throat cuts didn’t waste any more fluid.
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