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... vel 2 Steelhide Terrorclaw.

The creature, named for its impenetrable hide and deadly claws, towered over them, its glowing eyes scanning its prey with feral intelligence. Its silver-grey fur glistened with moisture, and the jagged claws scraping the ground left deep gouges in the rock. The narrow pathway left no room for retreat, and the Terrorclaw wasted no time, lunging at them with terrifying speed.

Theos's dagger flashed as he leapt forward, meeting the beast's charge head-on ...

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