A Set of Helping Hands.

He comes again, slower, angrier, and this time I move like the thing that has used me all these years. The beast inside me is freed. I trap his wrist under my knee, then slam a heel into his knee. He collapses to one leg, crying out from his bone shattering. I twist him like a rag, shove his face in...

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