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... sing its last dregs of stolen mana to cling to life.
One of its arms had been torn away, leaving nothing more than a stump from partway down its bicep. Its other armwhile still attachedwas broken in three places and had been shredded by cerberus fangs. Mana had been able to only close the wounds slightly, leaving a discoloured mess of thin-looking skin over ragged, gaping wounds.
The creature was so bruised, that very little of its original skin colour remained: it was mostly a b ...
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