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Vik resiliently jumped up from the ground, squared his shoulders, his body was seething with unbridled power, which he wanted to splash out on everything that moves. A clawed hand quickly ripped at his arm, leaving long scratches. He caught her and yanked hard, the gray-skinned creature responded with a powerful blow to the face. The Vistolet flew off, rolled over in the air, and landed on his feet. He roared furiously, he has no claws, no teeth, he is unarmed.

Immediately three humanoid creatures, twitching and grimacing, separated from the general fight and moved towards him.

“Damn you.” Vic began to back away, his foot tripping over the edge of the collapsed cart.

“A weapon, it must be a weapon.” He scanned the crushed skeletons and finally noticed what he was looking for – two swords clenched between his knuckles. Vic grabbed the nearest one and almost groaned. It was a dull rusty piece of iron. There was no time to pick up a second one.

He jumped away from the claws of the neares
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