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... ched for the weapon leaning against the wall: a bat forged with sun shards.
He looked up at her, meeting her terrified eyes, and then he swung.
The first blow cracked against her shoulder, a sickening crunch reverberating through the room. Isolde held her scream.
Williams didn’t stop. He hit her again, harder, the bat slamming into her arms, her face. He struck with the efficiency of a butcher and the artistry of a sadist, each blow measured, meant to disfigure but not ki ...
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