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... into a grating shriek that vibrated against Will’s teeth. Pinning the Alpha hadn’t broken it—it had just cornered it.
The beast thrashed, churning the shallows into a slurry of mud and black water, but the crystal spike held. Unable to advance, it reared back, its neck arching. Every jagged crystal along its spine ignited, shifting from flare-red to a blinding yellow-blue.
"Brace!" Will screamed, spitting copper-tasting bile.
The air in front of the beast’s maw tore o ...
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