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... erhaps she was tired. Perhaps something was on her mind. She didn’t know but it was without a doubt that she had a momentary lapse of judgement. She shouldn’t have accepted the Demoid’s death just like that. Though they were just partially Demons, they were still Demons.
The tendrils that had sprouted from the now-deceased Demoid sprang at Erin. She had more than enough time to react but not without sustaining any wounds.
“Fuck,” she cursed at herself as she swung her sword. She ...
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