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... was different. It wasn’t just pain or rage. It was a sound of defiance, a sound of a cornered beast that has nothing left to lose.
His body convulsed violently, rich blood pouring from every orifice. He looked like a leaking bag of meat, yet... he was still standing.
’I feel bad for Sylvana, that’s her body.’
Then he laughed, a wet, gurgling laugh that was both terrifying and pathetic.
"Die? Die?!" he snarled, his voice a distorted mess. "I won’t die! NOT LIKE THI ...
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