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... eyes gleamed with a predatory hunger as he loomed over the fallen Lord Raegon.
The warlord had been knocked off his horse, the beast already dead from exhaustion and wounds inflicted upon it by Fenrir, yet Raegon himself still drew breath.
It was a mistake Fenrir intended to correct.
The massive wolf, now in his humanoid form, cracked his knuckles and stepped forward, his smirk widening. He could see the fear in Raegon's eyes, hidden behind the warlord's stubborn glare. < ...
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