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... he humerus into the socket, and seated the shoulder with a sharp twist. The bones had slipped under the weight of his own power.
Then, he moved toward the Ugly Rat. In that single stride, he arrived in front of the rat. His fist drove into its chest.
Crunch.
It was not the sound of a bone breaking but of bone turning to powder. The rat flew as if struck by a siege engine, its massive body thrown end over end.
“Kiieeek!” the rat shrieked. It tumbled across the grou ...
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