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... e siren, the screams, all of it was eclipsed by a single, wet, sickening squelch.
The Bone Dagger, a primitive tool that should have shattered, slid through the soft tissue of the Behemoth’s eye. A torrent of thick, black fluid, viscous like crude oil, erupted from the wound.
The Riftfang Behemoth, the unstoppable engine of destruction, let out a sound it had never made before.
A shriek of pure, unadulterated agony.
It reared back. Its colossal head thrashed wildl ...
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