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... eappearance brought her closer to the snipers on the upper deck. With a flick of her fingers, she twisted one man's rifle into scrap. Another she flung overboard with a precise gust of magical wind, and the last was paralyzed in place as she whispered a single word of power.
Fenrir, finally getting the freedom, leapt onto the deck with a howl. The massive wolf moved like a blur of grey, teeth flashing. He tackled one mercenary and pinned him, jaws dangerously close to his throat until th ...
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