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... aken, to break away from the bad-dreams that the heat had forced me into.
It was long enough, I knew. Long enough for my scale-flesh to feel all but dried out, for my mouth to run dry of all moisture except the fluid that [Molten Bite] dripped through my fangs. My tongue felt as if it was destroyed entirely by the constant heat; unconscious, I had stopped draining away the heat that [Molten Bite] consistently created.
It weakly flicked out into t ...
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