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... es collapsed. And the vampiric bats disintegrated into dust motes.
Sweat dripped from Jack’s brow. Mingling with the grime. And the sticky, sour stench of spilled ichor. His Steamrune Shotgun was hot under his grip. The two handguns felt heavy in their holsters.
Silence didn’t last. The air vibrated with exhaustion. Pain. And the low, guttural whimpers of the wounded. Casualties were evident.
Several mercenaries lay still. Their eyes wide and unseeing. A few expedition me ...
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