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... dy shifted.
The Alpha was dead, finally dead.
By all logic, the remaining Dreadfangs should have fled. A pack without a leader would normally scatter, falling into disarray.
But these ones?
They stayed.
Their movements were sloppy, uncoordinated, but instead of running, they circled us warily, their glowing eyes still brimming with hunger.
"...Why aren’t they retreating?"
Lyria murmured.
I frowned.
That was a good question. ...
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