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His face was red.
His fist was red with sticky blood. His emotions burned with red rage.
*Squelch...* The metal fist struck the softened red mush—all that remained of Dirty Baal’s head.
The fist crushed the creature’s eyeballs. The fist shattered the facial bones and smashed the skull.
The fist reached the brain and did to it what a bartender does to fruit in a cocktail shaker.
The fist...
"Ha... Ha... Ha..." He breathed rapidly, leaning ...
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