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Chapter 40

I watch Fenrir, with a similar expression of 'awe' and 'shock.' I've never seen a wolf so large; he can crush another with a single paw.

What the hell is he? A wolf that big isn't even considered a wolf.

His eyes are dark mercury, boring into mine searching for something, what?

My thoughts freeze when something wet and slimly drizzles onto my shoulder. A deep, heavy breath that sounds like slobbering echoes behind me. I almost vomit from the stench of its breath, my stomach curling uncomfortably.

I can feel my nose hairs burning.

Lifting my gaze slightly, I lock eyes with the yellow, menacing eyes of a large Goblin. Its wrists, neck, nose,

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