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... ood dripped from a cut above his brow, mixing with the grime on his face. His eyes, however, burned with relentless determination.
Before him, the mountain of mud he had dropped on the gelatinous monstrosity lay still... but something felt wrong.
Too quiet.
It was too quiet because he didn’t even hear any dying sound or any whimper from the creature.
A low tremor pulsed beneath his feet. He froze.
"...No... not now."
Cracks spiderwebbed across the ...
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