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 Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 1:04 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠  XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of Nocturne Respect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
As a new enemy had come in sight, the pack halted in their approach, but only momentarily. With a new enemy, they only just got angrier. The Alpha remained in his position, but barked fiercely, signaling the five pups closest to him to rush the two enemies. Pups far away had joined in, though they kept their distance, calling forth several ice spikes from the ground, each slowly creeping toward the two enemies. Two of the approaching pups suddenly vanished, one appearing behind Alistair and the other behind Red, using their claws to slash at their backs. The other three wolves formed ice around their paws, forming ice claws which they soon launched all at Red.
(Seeking Ice Impalement
Rank: A
Description: By digging his front paws in the ground, Zamiec creates a racing line of icy spikes to impale the enemy. The line will seek out the closest living or non-living target to spear them onto the ice.
Snow Jump
Rank C
Similair to a trickster's dash, this allows Zamiec to instantly put himself in a different spot in an area (within the thread)
Ice Claws
Rank: C
A move where the persons draws water around their fingers and freeze it. They can also be sent forward, shooting them at an opponent. Also assumed that they can make ice gloves )
Sensing the ill intent of the wolf behind him, Alistair quickly turned around and tackled the wolf, disappearing from view.
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"The strong survive."
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 2:00 pm
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"Tch," she made this observation without gusto, rocking forward to place her weight on her left leg. Nails scraped along the trembling ground and then she was up in the air as the pups vanished so suddenly. The feral's body arched backwards in the leap, and landing off to the pup's left side but Red wasted no time in acting. Red lunged forward, then she too disappeared momentarily and appeared behind the young hound. Swiftly her leg swept upward in a high kick to the hound's a**, and then a right fist went straight for the animal's back. Fire danced over the surface of her limbs, both leg and arm, and when she unleashed her strike, an inferno of exploding, violent flames. Even with the icy dagger-like claws, Red's form withstood each strike, her clothes though, rips formulated simultaneously in long thin tears.
[Activated: Steel Form 4/10, Fighter's Spirit 1/10, Speed 2/5, Leap, Phantom Feint, Blaze Kick, Fire Bomb]
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Posted: Fri Nov 22, 2013 11:04 pm
Though the feral had avoided the strike from the rear, the incoming ice stalagmites began grew larger with the amount of distance it traveled. Once Red had sent the pup flying away with the strike to it's spine, several ice spikes suddenly shot out of the ground from both her left and her right aiming for several different locations around her chest, seeking to impale the unsuspecting feral. Though she would not die from the impalement, her body would be stuck if impaled, preparing her for the onslaught of more of the wolf pups.
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Posted: Sat Nov 23, 2013 6:40 am
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With her last strike, the ground suddenly came alive with icy spears that rammed through her chest cavity. For a second she hung there, limp like a doll cut from strings, but the stillness didn't last long. They lifted her up and off the frozen lake, her hands gripped two of the arctic rods while the feral's body began to mutate. Bones snapped and reformed, new ones coming to life simultaneously. Razor-sharp spikes ripped through the ice, fractionating and shattering the impalers and protruded from both her back and chest. Hands removed from the slippery surface as she dropped to a half kneel, half hunched over stance. Bone slunk back in, crystalline shards tumbling down to pitter-patter in the snow. Red's hands swirled with a haze of fervor, the accumulation ascending when she brought them together swiftly as the pups closed in and a heatwave was released.
[Activated: Steel Form 5/10, Fighter's Spirit 3/10, Speed 3/5, Mucronate, Heat Clap ]
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Posted: Sat Nov 23, 2013 10:27 am
When the pups saw that the ice spikes hit their mark, they all attempted to rush the Feral to attack, but stopped when they saw something that their primitive minds could not understand. Bones shot out of her body, freeing herself. When a new wave of unbearable heat washer over them, the wolf pups drew back. They weren't used to the heat. It brought on a moisture in the air which they weren't used to as well. When the alpha saw that the pups attempted to run away, a reaffirming snarl forced them to reconsider their actions. As they approached the feral once again, their confidence was odd. It was as if they knew something was coming that would ensure their win. Behind them, the alpha howled, and a fog began to draw in around an area, limiting the view of those unused to it. Rhythmic vibrations shook the ground as an unknown force approached the area. The closer it got, the more violent the quakes became. Then, it suddenly stopped. For a few seconds, they was nothing but silence... until a shattering sound could be heard. A rather large, thick share of ice was suddenly flung at the unsuspecting Red, attempting to knock her off her feet.
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Posted: Sat Nov 23, 2013 3:58 pm
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While the pups backed away, the feral heaved and the sound of oily vomit splattered against lake. It was launched in long arcs, enough so that a crude circle was made. Though the Pups eventually turned and stared, but not without Red smirking right back. Her hand extended and shot out a rather large fireball directly in front of them. Fire whirled to life around her, dense plumes of pitch smoke rose high, lethargically mixing with the rolling fog. Though the redhead lowered, using the ample coverage as violent quakes shook the ground. Nails gripped, forming rivets in the ice as she stared. What she was looking at wasn't the fog and smoke, it was through it. Each vibration made the ground light up like lightning was rippling forth and all leading back to a source.
The silence was deafening, she waited though in her crouched position. That was when she saw a glint, a thin outline of chi around something large...and it was head straight for her. Instantaneously she stirred, rising and spinning as energy built up in her palm that when the slab of ice came upon the woman, the flux of energy slammed against it. A thunderous roar filled the air, shrapnel and large chunks were blasted in all directions from a central focal point, Red. Crimson locks wavered in her wake, rubber soles steadily inched backwards as their grip was tried. Bits of snow sizzled as the flames licked them up gingerly. Red knew what this was, she was the hunted, and her patience was wearing thin.
What she thought of was that bathroom, standing there while she stared at the door. Her heart racing as Isis shouted threats from the other side, her hands shaking at what sin she was about to commit. Red's cheeks ran flush, pallor starting to turn a smooth cream...she would not die again. The ethereal being within, Aphrodite, Venus, she had many names, knew exactly what Red wanted and nothing was going to stand in the way.
[Activated: Steel Form 6/10, Fighter's Spirit 4/10, Speed 4/5, Bile Flammability Control, Fireball, Chi Sense, Havoc Palm ]
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 9:00 am
Seeing that the attacks made by the pups were doing absolutely nothing, the Alpha ordered two of the Elder Hounds to move forward. Much stronger, and much faster than the pups, the Elder Hounds were precisely the reason why so many men from the last company had died. After the Alpha barked, the deep fog quickly turned into something much worse. Snow began to violently assault the ground, with the occasional hail pelting at the ground. It immediately snuffed out the flames caused by Red. Shortly after that, both Hounds immediately vanished, appearing on both sides of the Feral, left and her right. Their paws quickly jammed their way into the hard ice, once again causing several spikes of ice to shoot up for the ground, leading up to Red from both directions. Both wolves vanished once again, both appearing above Red's head and with longer, much stronger ice claws than those of the pups. They shot them simultaneously at Red, all four of them. Yet again they vanished, one Wolf in front of the feral and the other behind her. Their fur was much different this time. That is, if she could even see them. Not a second later, both shot out hundreds of Arctic Needles in every direction. (Blizzard Rank S A blinding, cold-choking blizzard comes into the area, cutting off all the senses at once while slowly freezing someone to death. This skill lasts 10 posts. It cannot be dispersed by other attacks. Multi-Snow Jump Rank B Similair to a trickster's dash, this allows the hound to instantly put himself in a different spot in an area (within the thread) up to 5 times a post. Ice Claws Rank: A A move where the persons draws water around their fingers and freeze it. They can also be sent forward, shooting them at an opponent. Also assumed that they can make ice gloves Arctic Needles Rank S The hound's fur becomes coated in ice, causing it to stand on end. Immediately afterward, they shoot out as thousands of tiny projectiles of death in all directions. This attack has a 25 yard radius. )
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:36 am
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Red simply disappeared in the whiteout, both in scent and energy. The feral's body had already transformed, scarlet tresses curled majestically, flesh transcended the cadaverous chromism that many had come to know. Lust gazed at the alabaster terrene, in front of her projected the feral, not that she could see the mirage but she did feel the violent tremors of the shooting spikes and then the connection was cut. Lush lips pouted slightly before they turned up into a wicked smirk, from her back she drew her host's long sword and from the thin air, her own snakesword, Bondage Blade. Then the beasts countered, leaping above her head and in defense she crossed both blades, flames forming a shield before them. The inferno licked and hissed as the ice claws slammed into it and her blades and then they were gone just as the flames. Lust wasted no time again, rushing to the enemy hound directly in front of her, steps hushed as her form slipped into its shadow. They both sent thousands of shooting, frozen needles in a radius. Her back side was covered in dozens upon dozens of the spurs, though she felt none of them, that was the convenience of her host. A simple flip of a swift and nerves were deadened. Only a few caught her front, sticking on knee, thigh, a few sheltered on arm. Lust spun, Bondage whipping out, the coils unfurling and threatened to wrap around the hound's neck if connection was made. Then the Longsword thrusted at it's skull, right between the eyes. This was simultaneously as Bondage was being retracted back, the razor sharp edges lethal in pursuit of fur, muscle, and blood. What did she want? She wanted it's head.
The back..
"I know."
Some of the needles, upon movement, broke brittle, falling away like the compounding snow flurries and pelts of ice. This left the hound at her backside at a full advantage for attack;however, she knew it was there unless it decided to vanish again. From her backside, the needles started to melt, faster and faster their slender chiseled dribbled as flames were pushed out and spanned into a massive wall to protect her and the host.
[Activated: Steel Form 7/10, Fighter's Spirit 5/10, Speed 5/5, Chi Sense, Clone Illusions, Flame Shield C-->A, Shadow Form 1/5, Wrap, Thruster, Wall of Fire! A-->SS ]
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 11:57 am
Not caring about the Hounds, the Alpha watched selfishly as the hound before him had a chain sword decapitate him. The hound who attacked from behind cowered away from the protective wall. But the Alpha... his plan was different. As the blizzard eventually gnawed away at the wall of fire, dispersing the flames, ice melted beneath her feet and rose in the form of a liquid all around her body. Before she could react, it suddenly hardened, isolating her in an icy dome. The last she would see was the Alpha disappearing from sight. It suddenly appeared over the dome, slamming it's paw onto the icy dome, activating the Seeking Ice Impalement several times, it's energy running over the entire dome. Simultaneously, ice spikes shot out of all directions of the dome, stabbing everything inside of it. The likelihood of the ferals survival, should an ice spike have damaged her head, was minimal. It was at that point, after the activation of the skill, that the wolf king returned, tackling the Alpha to the ground. Forgetting that the wolf king was even in the immediate area, the Alpha was too unprepared for what was to happen. A single bite to the neck ended the life of the Alpha, forcing the remaining pups to run away, to scared to fight the thing that killed it's pack leader. (Ice Dome Rank: B Description: The hound may surround a foe in a viscous sphere of water and then freeze it, trapping their opponent inside. This may also be used to protect from a powerful attack. Seeking Ice Impalement (basically a billion times) Rank: A Description: By digging his front paws in the ground, the hound creates a racing line of icy spikes to impale the enemy. The line will seek out the closest living or non-living target to spear them onto the ice.)
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 12:50 pm
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All around her, ice began to take shape. Encircling from both her sides until it formed a dome. Lust slammed the longsword down into the ice and Bondage Blade disappeared. Bring both hands together, energy coursed the fair maiden, she had conquered country and throne...braved and beat them on her own. It would take a lot more than this to kill her. Where her host had fallen victim to her own vices of such impalement, a second time would not occur. A vibrant white beam of fiery light shot groundward, just below her feet. Flames baptized every inch of her, warping within the dome in great whirls that continuously looped in large rings. Her eyes sheltered glowing spheres of red, and her hair ebbed to the rhythm of destruction. Just as the blasted Alpha found his match on high and commanded her death, she disappeared. The dome was shot full of arctic spears, claiming the sword and remaining flame...but the woman was gone....
....Deep into the freezing depths of water. Lust quickly retreated, finding comfort once again within her host and she left Red to fend for herself. The feral moved, water pushing her along under the thick ice. Her nails clawed violently, trying to find some type of purchase until only a facile stronghold kept her from continuing in the watery void. Ice clawed at her fingers, but her other hand swarmed with energy, sewing sinew muscle and dead flesh and she slammed her palm upward, not only once but again until the ice broke and her hand was gone. Bone mutated, sliding out from between her ulna and radius to puncture the remaining frailty. The same twisted morphism of bone protruded from the ice, gripping snow. Her body wormed, the other hand clawing heavenward in kind. She was birthed from the murk and crystal. Upon hitting air, permafrost coated her face, matted hair, what remained of linen. Like a serpent, Red pulled and pushed until she laid there, face down with a cheek against the shattering lake. She had to keep herself flat, to spread out her weight or else find herself back in the water. Her right arm, that was in shambles, contorted again, Mucronate spikes shooting outward and turned her arm into a mace like weapon. Both arms reached and edged her little by little from her hole. Legs shifted in a low crawl, until finally she laid there, feeling safe against the bleached canvas of snow. Red found herself tired, weakened not just by the switch but by effort to survive.
She wanted warmth, she wanted to breathe....laggardly she turned, on hand and knee with a hanging head. For a moment it was silent, silence deafening and then the sound of skin ripped, bone breaking, body turning into the horrid monster that was found in the mirror on the mountain. When its head whipped back it unleashed a bloodcurdling scream, searching for whatever was nearest in bloodlust. It did it once more, head tilting as it slowly creeps forward, tongue darting back and forward as it split in twain.
[Activated: Steel Form 8/10, Fighter's Spirit 6/10, Chi Sense, Wall of Fire! A-->SS x3, Nitro Cannon B-->S x2, / Red's EP: 255 l 1000 after listed use/ Nail and Teeth, Havoc palm x2, Ivorie, Mucronate, Dark Ascent to Madness]
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 1:26 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of NocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
Upon crushing the wind pipe of the Alpha with the bite, the wolf king backed away from the lifeless body of the Alpha. It's mouth bloody, it's eyes still lusting for blood. The tainted eyes. Different than the cyan oceans the Feral often saw. A false portrayal of the king. Finally, it had all stopped. The heartbeat of the wolf lessened significantly as it realized the threat was eliminated. Everything was fine except for...
Red.
As the wolf turned it's head, it saw the creature there. For once, it had come face to face with Alric. Alistair had seen the mutilated form of Red and she had seen Alric... but this was the first time both of the monsters were in each other's presence. It didn't last long. Alistair saw no reason for this. Things were over, finally. The wolf finally turned around the face the monster, searching for the familiar Red eyes to which he had grown accustomed to seeing. But he could not find them. They were lost in Red's madness. A madness only Alistair could bring her back from. The wolf pushed off the ground with it's forelegs in an attempt to stand only on it's hind legs. It towered over the crouching creature, snarling.
In a rage filled roar, the wolf beckoned for the woman stuck in the madness. He called her forth, forcing the madness that drove her mind to retreat, slowly. Alistair himself transformed back just as Red began to. It was a painful process, for his bones to shrink back and pop back into place. His claws had to return to their normal state. It only took a few seconds for him to return to his natural state. He stood there - heart racing, blood pumping - in the middle of the tundra, naked. Not a stitch on his body. "...You continue to surpass my expectations..."
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"The strong survive."
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 1:44 pm
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It took the monster no time to cross the distance and come upon him, his roar reverberating sullen lullabies and yet, it brought her closer. From the darkness and into the bright white of realization. The bastardized body twisted and turned, anyone else and they'd be in torturous amounts of pain. Red though, she rose on one hand and stood up right. Her fiery locks cascading over breast and down the center of her back. Vermillion fractions catered to him, washing over him and then back up to his face, to the cyan moons.
"Maybe you should set them higher then." She spoke softly, stepping towards him. "I'm glad you are...okay though." Red continued to stare, falling in to the rich wells, walking under their gaze. Icy dews stuck to her lashes, frost glazed over curves and only served to make her appear ivory, a porcelain doll with disheveled hair.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 2:51 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of NocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
Alistair knew what was coming. This had happened once before. The last time Red had undergone the transformation, her clothes had ripped apart as several bones protruded from her body. This time was no different. Her clothes were gone, and it was the second time that Alistair was able to glance at her body, unhindered by copious amounts of decorated cotton. The time he had last seen her like this seemed like a decade ago. His opinion of her changed, he grew... fond of her. Unlike last time, there was a part of him that, at that moment... wanted her. His eyes scanned her cold body, noticing every detail, every curvature. When the cyan orbs finally met with the vermillion ones, he spoke. "If I raised them any higher, I'd expect no less than what I am capable of."
He turned away, motioning to grab his clothes, slipping on his pants first, leaving his v-neck and his jacket off. He came from behind, slipping his black leather trench coat over her shoulders. "You can't return to the city naked... they'll think we were off fooling around instead of minding the city." He was then reminded of what he told her prior to the battle and what he forgot to tell her. "This battle served as a performance review, if you didn't know that already. You're now promoted to Expert Rank. It's as far as I can take you, in terms of ranking, for now... and..." He fished out a rather bland looking ring. It matched the more elaborate ring on her finger in terms of color. "Put that on." He didn't explain himself at all, he just began to walk away.
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"The strong survive."
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2013 4:30 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 26, 2013 11:31 pm
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"I SPEAK TO EVERYONE IN THE SAME WAY,
WHETHER HE IS THE GARBAGE MAN OR GOD HIMSELF."
"AND I CAN FIGHT ONLY FOR SOMETHING THAT I LOVE,
LOVE ONLY WHAT I RESPECT,
AND RESPECT ONLY WHAT I AT LEAST KNOW." xxx☠ ☠ ☠xxxＲｅｓｐｅｃｔxxＳｈｏｕｌｄxxＢｅxＥａｒｎｅｄ，xＮｅｖｅｒ xＧｉｖｅｎ ！xxxx☠x☠x☠ XXXXXXXXXXXXXXHybridxx㊋xxNinjaxx㊋xxExpertxx㊋xx King of NocturneRespect is something gained.x x x
Though if mutual,x x x
it opens the door for eternal friendship.x x x
Red was right. Even if someone had cared that the two of them walked the city naked, what was going to happen? That was if anyone really cared. Regardless, he didn't bother taking back the coat he had draped over her body. "You are wrong and you are right at the very same time. I am king. My business affects the lives of every one in the nation. Just like what you do as Captain affects the lives of every soldier. Trust me when I say that our business is anything but our own." When she mentioned her hand, Alistair immediately glanced at the stump. Red was dead already, so no blood rushed out of her body. She felt no pain. It was a gift, selective nerves. One that so many people wish they had, but had she not spoken up about it, Alistair wouldn't even have known. His eyes made their way back up to meet hers, almost in a scowl. "Be more careful next time. What if you had to face another foe? A berserker fighting without one of her hands... if you weren't already dead I'd say you had a death wish."
It was no matter, as a feral Red could always attach a new hand, once that would most likely suit her better. He then glanced down at his own hand. Naturally, his sharpened claws were a good weapon, a single swipe could dig through flesh. He then did the unexpected. He pulled out his kodachi and, with the aid of the sharpened blade, severed his own hand. The hand of a hybrid. Stronger than a vampire's and a lycan's. The moment he pierced his flesh, blood spilled out onto the icy floor. Though it only lasted for a few seconds before the blood eventually coagulated, clotting at the end of the severed vein. Without a thought, he tossed the bloodied hand over at Red, knowing that, in a few seconds, his hand would begin to heal. It'd take some time, but the process had already begun. "We're done here. You can take the beast, if you want. I have no need for it."
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