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... on Gala.
Bodies scattered all around. Homes burnt to ash. Debris was everywhere. Business had been crushed. Roads cracked and broken.
Groans escaped from a handful of wolves clinging to life among the wreckage, their faces marked by devastation and surrender. Vampires strode past, spears in hand, with swift thrusts to their skulls, granting them a final death.
The smell of death, fear and iron clung to the air like a lifeline. Filling it and flooding the senses.
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