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... od-stained shirt, absorbing the rain. I whistle faintly, the blood daggers at shoulder height obeying me. I step right, then left. Slowly. My shoes glide through the increasingly dense mud. The sky darkens, thunder rumbling in the distance, illuminating the horizon. I prowl through the mud like a predator, my green-orange eyes fixed on the ogre. I spread my fingers like a tiger’s paw. Veins bulge, thick as noodles. Blood boils within me. I feel warm. Warm in the cold of this dark day of war.
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