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... ir flat to my forehead, blood that wasn’t mine dripped from my knuckles, and sap clung to my clothes in sticky streaks.
Splinters from the minions’ bark-flesh littered my arms, stinging every time I moved. Around me was a mountain of corpses... Dozens, maybe hundreds of the Titan’s spawn, all piled like firewood, the evidence of their endless, stupid pathfinding mishap into my little pocket of swordswing distance.
I sat in the middle of it, still balanced on that ridiculous sack ...
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