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Leonis

I don’t know what kind of witch Klythie is, but it has to be the highest kind—the darkest kind.

The screeching and maniacal laughter of these creatures... it’s enough to drive a man insane.

I’m forced to shift back from wolf to man, claws and fangs replaced by grit and fists just so I can fight back with whatever strength I have left. But Zarek... he isn’t fighting anymore.

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