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 | | Eyes ever on the wargs, she snatches a piece of burning firewood from the flames, and holds it aloft, waving it with renewed strength. |
 | | The leaping warg's mouth doesn't meet it's intended target- instead it finds itself stuffed with a cloak wrapped forearm, which it does bite deeply, raising a scream of rage and ire from the leaping flame's son. |
 | | Large is this warg with a spot on his face, young, and vibrant, and it takes a mere step for him to escape the guardsman's reach. |
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