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... lintering bone.
Jinx was a blur of deadly efficiency, her rifle barking out a steady, percussive rhythm of death.
But the buffed-up ghouls were tanks.
Her armor-piercing rounds, which should have turned them into clouds of black mist, were now just chipping away at their newly-formed chitinous plating.
One of them, a hulking brute with claws like rebar hooks, swiped at her, forcing her to dive behind the rusted-out husk of a station wagon.
Sparks flew as t ...
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