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... idsection. Not deep, but it would add up.

From the wound, a faint stream of mana leaked out, not blood. He didn't bleed. He never had. His anatomy was a mystery, even to him. And for a Form, that level of change was extreme.

Fearcrow was something else.

Jackal adjusted his grip, then moved in fast. He slashed low, then suddenly leaned forward for a headbutt. Unorthodox. Desperate. But it could have worked.

Only it didn't.

There was a saying my father told ...

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