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8.01.3.1.1

 Preparation


“Move it, dog”.


Graisingh did not hear the words. 

The first thing he knew, his body 

was attacked by a thousand rocks. 

Pulverising his flesh. But he had no 

strength to move. Not a muscle flinch 

to save himself.


“Here, get this down you …”


Something hit him in the leg. 

Graisingh cried out in surprise. But 

nothing would move.


8.01.3.1.1

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