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... y blackness sucking away all light, runes flickering like a submerged dying flame, the low hum buzzing in his chest like a swarm of angry wasps.
The cold cut his back and he gasped in a sharp panicked burst of breath, the marks of the claws on his back burning in the cold.
The voice of the Playbook had just made known the cult--slayers of the last bearer, their threat a blade in his bowel. Hell no, I have not lived long enough to die! Gezza screamed and his voice broke and there ...
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