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... ws through the closest man to his right in the van. Blood splattered everywhere, but there was only a muffled yell in the back of the van as it shook and almost toppled to the side. The man’s breath left him in a rush, and all that was left was a bloodied body.

Aldric turned his glowing blue gaze onto the others, aware of the blood dripping from his mouth and from his claws. His lips curved up into a sadistic smile, delighting in the way the others tried to shuffle backwards, looking at ...

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