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He looked down at his still-intact left hand, clenching and unclenching it. Then his gaze fell to his torn right arm. Seeing his own reflection on the river’s surface had been a brutal reality check.
Oathran knew he had always been a monster. The terrifying kind whose mere presence made the forest’s critters burrow into the ground and the very trees tremble in fear.
Now he wasn’t just a monster. He was an ugly monster.
A mangled cheek and jaw... a torn arm, a b ...
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