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This hat I was raised and trained for For better or worse, I was a killer This was houl loomed before me I sliced it down in a classic overhand stroke It fell Nobody took its place I pivoted on ht To the left the werelion tossed a broken body to the ground and turned to ht between us

"Alive," the werelion snarled

Way ahead of you Let’s find out who the houl, sword in hand

It shivered, looked right, then left, looked at the werelion, then atanywhere If it ran, ould chase it down

The ghoul reared, jerked its clawed hands to its throat, and sliced it open Blood gushed The ghoul gurgled and collapsed on the ground The light went out of its eyes

Well, that was a hell of a thing

The lion monster opened his mouth and a human voice came out, his diction perfect "Hey, baby"

"Hey, honey" I pulled a piece of cloth out of my pocket and carefully wiped down Sarrat’s blade

Curran stepped over tothe hard ainst my side We surveyed the road streith broken bodies

The adrenaline faded slowly The colors turned less vivid One by one the cuts and gashes made themselves known: my back burned, my left hip hurt too, and my left shoulder ached I’d probably wake up with a spectacular bruise too ho

"What the hell was all this about?" Curran asked e packs The biggest houls, and that was considered a fluke They are solitary and territorial They only band together for protection, but clearly so for therimaced "It’s not like hi us kill ghouls doesn’t help him in any way He knoe can do He had to realize we’d go through theht Ghastek had to knoe’d dispatch the ghouls He wouldn’t have used us to do his dirty work either For all of his faults, Ghastek was a preator, a Master of the Dead, and he loved his job If he wanted the ghouls dead, he would’ve sliced this group to pieces with a couple of va exercise for his journey traces ofa small puddle on the pavement I pushed it to the side, solidified it, and stomped on it It shattered under ic even when separated frouard my blood because if it were examined, it would point to my father like an arrow There was a time where I had to set any trace of my blood on fire, but now it obeyed hter or just a worse abomination "They seeoal to get to"