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... r, the hunting dog is eaten. The meaning still holds true today. That must be why the saying has survived.
'No matter what anyone says, I am nothing more than a hunting dog in the end.'
I track. I tear things apart. The nature of my work has not changed much from the past to the present.
'Once the hunt is over...'
I looked up. Despite it being night, the sky over Border City was bright due to the city's light pollution. Beams of light swept across the clouds.
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