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... left arm like lightning, like a sudden burst of thunder on a sunny day. It made him instinctively look down.
His hand had been broken in two and was just hanging there, like a broken puppet with no strings to control him. Each ragged breath he took was shallow but he forced himself onward. The demon stayed suspended mid-air before him, its blood-red eyes were just plain, no color other than red was present. There was no nose, the creepy smile was stretched to both ends of its face, and ...
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