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First Kill

Author: Jay_Chula
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-20 19:47:59

The sanctuary was filled with screams, roars, and the clash of steel. I could barely hear my own panicked breathing over the chaos. The walls shook violently, loose stones falling from the ceiling as the enemy forced their way inside.

“How do they even keep finding us?” I growled in confusion.

“Keep moving!” Rigel barked, dragging me through the crumbling halls. His grip was bruising, his pace relentless despite his injuries.

Around us, defenders fought desperately against the onslaught of grotesque creatures. These weren’t the same shadowy figures that had chased us before—they were larger, their monstrous forms fully solid. Clawed hands and gaping maws lunged at anyone in their path, their shrieks chilling me to the bone.

We rounded a corner, only to come face-to-face with one of the creatures. Its red eyes gleamed as it let out a guttural snarl, raising a blade-like appendage. Rigel shoved me aside just as it swung, the blade slicing through the air where I had been standing mom
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