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... th as she helped Iron Blood bandage his arm.
"Just a flesh wound," Iron Blood replied stoically, then moved to inspect the corpse presently hanging in the stairwell.
This enemy, which was immune to all attacks and able to absorb the flesh of its attackers to regenerate its own, was a formidable foe to tackle head-on, but far from invincible, so long as one knew what rules it followed and what its weaknesses were.
In this case, the trick was to hang it back up by its intestines ...
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