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... alley, their rotting hands scraping against the walls, their decayed throats gurgling hungrily. Shao didn’t hesitate—he grabbed a discarded cloth, wrapped his hand, and smashed the nearby low window. The sound of shattering glass was drowned out by the approaching groans.
"Quick!" he hissed.
Yunfeng didn’t need to be told twice. He hoisted himself up, glass crunching under his boots, and tumbled inside.
The room was pitch dark. The only light came from the flickering oran ...
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