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His breath whistled through his curved fangs, and his carapace gleamed under the mist like a slick, armored shell. He wasn’t injured enough to flee, but he was hurt enough to be dangerous.
Maggie charged at him—without her axe—but her body spoke for her. And it was no less lethal than blades.
Her fists clenched, her muscles coiled. She dodged the first tail strike, dropped low, rolled to the side, then struck the underside of the monster’s jaw with the flat of her pa ...
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