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... ath sending lightning bolts of agony through his shattered ribs.
His vision swam at the edges, darkness creeping in like tide water. The taste of copper filled his mouth, and he could feel his strength bleeding out with every heartbeat.
’Too fast... I need...’
The world tilted dangerously. He was dying. In less than a minute, this demon had reduced him from a confident hunter to broken prey gasping in the sand.
’Think, damn it. Think or you die Jack.’
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