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... is right arm flew off from his body and fell to the distant ground.
The elder withstood the pain and reached for his wooden staff with a trembling hand. It would seem that this old wooden staff was even more important to him than his life.
Gunshots rang out once more as the werewolf elder’s left arm was also blasted off. His aged body fell hard on the ground and couldn’t clamber up for a good while.
In a nearby house, Nighteye put away the Carol of Shadows, drew her dagge ...
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