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... ht. His left arm hung useless, bone visibly out of alignment. Blood soaked his coat. Breathing hurt. Everything hurt.
He laughed anyway.
"Still standing," he rasped. "That’s got to be annoying."
The lesser figure reappeared above the crater, its form more unstable now, edges blurring as if struggling to maintain coherence under the strain of its superior’s presence.
"You are being measured," it said. The voice had lost some of its certainty. "And you are failing." ...
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