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... me a white wolf went down, another would pop up from somewhere else, and Quenor’s mind grew impatient with each one.
“These damn beasts.”
Quenor muttered, sharpening his blade. The werewolf, Gut, grinned slyly and swung his claws like swords to block Quenor’s blade. He wasn’t strong enough to call himself the Legate of the Giant’s Legion, but he didn’t rely on his strength alone.
“Strong, as expected, but I’m sure you’re feeling it, right?”
A literal bind.
A tactic ...
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