(75) When a storm ends...

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As if bright starlight were attempting to pulsate through the graphite sky hanging above us, scattered lightning strikes come in grand networking forks as they ripple above - illuminating those beneath for no more than a heartbeat before we continue our battle in the darkness, being consumed by the returning shadows while they nurture the evening street. My eye’s flicker downwards as I catch sight of the nefarious creature lunging forward; his claws outstretch while he propels his unnatural frame through the air towards me as if he were a sharp throwing dagger, and I were the waiting target. With a heavy spike of adrenaline pulsating through my veins and a driving determination instilling within me, I leap into the air without any thoughts holding me back. Acting out of instinct, I hurtl

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