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... ed vial that contained a cloudy stink bomb he’d used to escape from powerful beasts or monsters. He snatched up one of his spare spears he had lying nearby as he dashed down a small game trail.
“Wait, don’t run! I feel like we were meant to meet!”
Why does her voice sound like she’s right behind me?
Wallenberg told himself not to look back. He rarely looked back during these life-and-death runs. He’d escaped from danger by always looking forward and trusting on the points ...
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