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 A crunching, sucking sound, like bones snapping and grinding and splitting through taut-stretched flesh as the sword, fully free from Vitius’s grip was pulled bodily into the writhing tree, leaving only a thick scar in the bark, barely visible in the darkness.

 Fantastical tales and outlandish folklore were as normal as air to people in places like this, but this wasn’t like anything Vitius had heard about in Crimson Heights, and he drew a blank. Another piercing cackle rang out across the forest.

 A breath, ice cold, slicked the back of his neck. 

 As soon as the sensation registered, another tree crashed into the ground behind him, dry, skeletal branches snapped under the colossal force, flew off in every direction. It lurched, shifted to heave itself upright once more. Loud, but not loud enough to drown out the sound of the next tree over, one right next to Vitius, lurching and stretching and cracking, about to slam into the ground where he stood. 

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