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... or the basements it could find that were furthest from the scenes of its bloody slaughters. It had killed over a hundred souls in the first week of its endless mission of suffering, and even though it was now down to only two arms and one eye, it hoped to murder at least that many again before it finally ceased to function.

The most interesting thing it found was not the blood of its victims or a weakness in the walls, though. It still had not found a way to creep into the castle and sl ...

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