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... aries were the only sounds filling the room. The air was heavy, thick with exhaustion and the coppery scent of blood. Zirkel sat slumped against the wall, his axe resting beside him, its edge dull with dried crimson. Around him, the surviving Mad Dogs quietly tended to their wounds—wrapping bloodied cloths around gashes, gritting their teeth through the pain, and sharing brief glances of mutual understanding.
No words were spoken. There was nothing to say.
Then—
CREAK. ...
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