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... tate. One’s death only fueled the others’ frenzy.
And worse—the Vylemaw began to move.
It didn’t charge. It didn’t roar.
It simply watched, its gaping maws flexing open and shut in a silent rhythm, as if savoring the chaos. Its parasites wriggled excitedly across its back, spilling to the stone and joining the swarm.
Lena crushed another Skreech underfoot, her boot grinding into its twitching carapace. Blood splashed up her leg. She didn’t flinch.
But I co ...
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