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[Where voracious hatred burns there is no victor, only victims]
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Sneer of hatred was his only warning before the tall, menacing figure lunged in his direction. Large hand poised like a vice claw seized his throat. The momentum of the man threw him backwards to plummet against the frozen cave wall. It shook, cracks crawled in a spider’s web.
Seized with terror, the white haired spirit fox stared at the man. His breath cut off, and he clawed haplessly ...
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