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... and silver-grey fur as hard as metal, had somehow circled to the rear of the four deities. Seizing the moment of surprise from the shadows, they burst forth and leaped toward the three weaker Nymphs.
Hera’s eyes narrowed, and she instantly halted with a stomp, her fingers pulling back her bowstring, shooting down the dozen or so demonic dogs that had pounced.
Yet, even so, a few slipped through the barrage of Thunderbolt arrows, closing the distance to the group.
At such ...
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