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... d in heavy metal on his neck and limbs. There was no way he could shape shift and if he ever tried, the shackled would grip so hard that his limbs would simply come close together and he would fall every time. For him it was better to stay in his human form. Often Vikra would throw him in the dungeons with freshly formed neotides who were thirsty to kill and he had strongly fended them off. His body showed years of torture marks all over. His face had been gashed from top right to bottom left. T ...
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