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... o it, he could only stare and listen to the creatures crying and begging for death. And he had to say he felt compelled to give it just that, even if it was at the expense of his own life.
Seeing what the young girl was he could understand why everyone else was afraid of her and wanted her dead. But she was still a child, a child with dreams, with feelings that were never seen or taken serious. The black tendrils started to amass as her hatred swelled before his eyes.
He could fe ...
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