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... "Huh?" Yennefer’s head snapped up, just in time to see the Sanguivore hurtling toward her, talons outstretched.
"Fuck....!" The curse ripped from her throat, but her body betrayed her. The sudden ambush locked her muscles in place, nerves seizing like ice in her veins. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t even raise her grimoire.
For a heartbeat, she was nothing but prey.
Just as the Sanguivore’s fangs were a breath from Yennefer’s skull,
a streak of shadow ripped thr ...
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