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... to move, but no—it did not listen. It simply continued to move, to tip him to place every foot forward.
And he did... each step heavier than the last but at a slow pace.
"Damn you, bitch!" Ragnar, for the first time before the princess, had his calm, collected self break down as he walked out of the shelter of the pillar and towards the rampaging beast. He could not control his direction, but at least he could control the heaviness of his footing—that much he could do.
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