Pain. Agony, endless torment. Burning through every limb, every muscle, every sinew and synapse and fiber of being. The thing moved down the road, seemingly oblivious to the shrieking humanoids that ran in every direction as soon as they saw it.
...for Father...rip and tear...
"Pl-please..."...
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