The first Gray reached him a second before Seamus’s blade sheared it in half. Needle-sharp claws dug into the flesh of Phelan’s shoulders as the creature spasmed and died, spraying freezing mist into the air. Seamus grabbed Phelan by the … Continue reading Thirty-two – 07
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