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... , enveloping my tongue with the heavy scent-taste of seared flesh. Her skin almost seemed to ripple before my eyes, undulating like a great snake, twisting and writhing. Every so often, it would start to reform, rejuvenated by the healing that the [Little Guardians Focus] provided.
It wasnt enough. She screamed; I heard the sound change when her throat tore - and then healed, only to tear again. She gagged and coughed, spitting up a glob of crimson that nearly glowed wit ...
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