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... rotesque form shifting with each passing moment, absorbing the pain, thriving in the agony, just like she always had.
It tore into her with no hesitation, no mercy. Claws punctured her abdomen, ripping upward and spilling her insides onto the cold earth beneath. A bladed tendril lashed across her throat, and she choked on her own blood before her body collapsed into the dirt.
And then…
*Ding!*
She gasped awake.
Again.
The battlefield reset.
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