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... e bodies hurled themselves forward in ugly, powerful arcs, mouths stretching wider as they closed the distance. Acidic saliva spilled from their throats, splattering against stone in sickly green streaks, the stench thick and swamp-born. They moved without coordination or caution, driven by instinct alone.
One reached him first.
It launched itself upward, jaws yawning open to swallow him whole.
Trafalgar met it head-on.
He twisted his hips and brought Maledicta up ...
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