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... ad still limp and down, moving with stilted, awkward movements like she was a puppet being jerked along by strings.
The Geist cocked its head as it sat by the flowing stream where the Strikers had slept. In front of it, it stared down at a Striker corpse. It picked up the corpse in its large hand, raising the decently heavy wolf creature with ease to its face.
With a gurgle, the Geist tossed the Striker away once it identified that it was not a human.
"Gehgeh," s ...
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