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... teeth.
He drove his knee upward to reload the crossbow, snapped the string into place, and aimed once again at the monstrous figure before him.
Donald paused, sizing up his distant nephew with a new look in his eyes.
Six feet tall, lean but solidly built, Rus's slicked-back black hair revealed a broad, prominent forehead. His deep-set eyes were pitch black, his nose high-bridged and strong, with full nostrils—everything about his face was sharp and defined. He had a rugg ...
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