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... r the clearing, weighing down on my chest.
Julien’s knuckles were white as he tightened his grip on his sword, his stance shifting. Mira was just as tense, her dagger glinting faintly as she adjusted her position.
Even Felix wasn’t fidgeting.
Because we all saw it.
The figure emerging from the treeline.
It wasn’t... human.
Not anymore.
Tall. Gaunt. Its limbs were too long, its posture unnervingly off-balance. The skin was stretched too thin ...
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