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... was ragged. Her hands trembled, still gripping that rusty golf club, ready to swing at any moment.
My body was still half-controlled by instinct. My jaw felt heavy... like it wanted to bite something. But I held it back. I focused. Took a breath—or at least tried to, even though these lungs probably weren't working anymore.
And, miraculously...The "Bite" skill was deactivated.
Yes! I managed to suppress the instinct!
But the human girl didn't know that. And then. ...
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