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... of the frost-rimed behemoth, alive with the electrifying thrill of victory.
The garax’s eyes were wide with horror. It was reeling from the shock from having its epic skill—its pride and joy and the core of its identity—ripped out of its core. Edge staggered back in a desperate attempt to open some distance, as his chains threw intimidating roar into his mouth. Although he had survived the first stage of his plan, [Extraction] hadn’t been enough to finish the beast off. ...
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