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... e Specters moved in, slow and deliberate, circling me like shadows stretching under a dying sun.
The fox stayed back, watching from a distance—an observer, not a participant.
Better.
Fighting all four at once would have been far more troublesome.
My gaze flicked toward Chronikus.
Poor reptile.
His tail was gone, severed from his body. His movements had begun to slow, his once-powerful strikes turning sluggish.
That much was expected.
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