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... the hill, smashing against rocks and roots as he squirmed with every roll, desperately trying to halt his fall. Eventually, he came to a stop, groaning in pain, every inch of his body protesting the violent descent.
"Fuck!!" Guilliman cursed loudly, raising his head to glare at the Black Rabbit King still looming atop the hill. His encounter with the Wind Direwolf had been easy in comparison;
it was weak after weeks of being harassed. But this—this was a different beast. The dif ...
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