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... ME YOU FUCK! Where are you, you pathetic coward!" With my armour caked in blood and it making me 8ft tall while surrounded by the former bodies, now a jigsaw puzzle of limbs, of the gangers.
I posed a menacing sight even for veteran psychopaths that these flesh piles formerly were.
"Where are you fucker? Come, claim your prize!" I yelled in mockery as I activated my Psionic vision to cover all around my vicinity. Upon realising the head had allowed his limbs to die to save his o ...
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