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... clinic roof. His boots hit the tiles of the adjacent building as Werefangs poured into the streets below like a flood of crimson eyes and shadowy forms.
"Hold on tight." Reinhard says softly.
Anasha barely gasped, but he could feel her arms clamp more tightly around his neck, and her legs lock around his torso, instinctively bracing for whatever came next.
As Reinhard landed, a pack of Werefangs that numbered up to six slammed into the old town wall with claws, punching t ...
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