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... sound so much as a force, a guttural, inhuman noise that rolled through the trees and slammed into them like a shockwave.
From the edge of the shadows, it emerged.
A shape that had once resembled a wolf—if wolves were starved, stretched, and twisted by nightmares. Its spine jutted out like jagged ridges of obsidian, each vertebra stark beneath patches of thin, mangy fur the color of rot. Muscle wrapped around its emaciated frame like cables strung too tight. Its face—
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