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... des, slicing through my skin like paper. My t-shirt was in tatters, stained with blood, crossed gashes across my chest.
I growled, grabbing a lamp from a coffee table. I hurled it with all my strength. She dodged with a graceful leap, landing on the wall like a spider. "You’re pathetic, Hugo," she hissed, before lunging at me. Her claws aimed for my throat, but I jumped to the side, smashing a chair beneath my weight.
I got back up, gasping, and charged again. My fist slammed int ...
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