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... ing shallow, his battered form a stark contrast to the unwavering figure looming over him. His left shoulder was a grotesque sight—nearly blown away, with only a fragile sliver of bone and tattered flesh, keeping it connected to his body. Blood seeped steadily from the wound, staining the ground beneath him in the dark, spreading pools as they slowly evaporated into tiny diamond shards. The jagged edges of torn muscle quivered faintly with each laboured breath, a painful reminder of himself. "I' ...
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