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Chapter 38 (The plan)
Author: Temiloluwa
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Jeremy nodded, his heart racing with the anticipation of battle. “What’s the plan?” he asked, eyes fixed on the colossal beast that loomed before them.

“The plan is simple: we need to kill it as soon as possible. If it enters rage mode, I can’t assure our safety,” Owen Wyatt replied, his voice steady but laced with urgency.

His eyes glowed crimson, and the veins on his pale skin bulged ominously, a clear indication that he was tapping into his true power.

“Seems like he’s gotten serious,” Jeremy noted, observing the frail-looking vampire emanate a potent red aura that contrasted sharply with the oppressive atmosphere surrounding them.

“Still, this isn’t enough,” Owen added inwardly, his gaze shifting back to the beast that gnawed at the ground like a predator sizing up its prey.

The ape’s body shimmered in the light, appearing almost metallic, its ripped muscles which would give the world best bodybuilder a run for the money, bulging as if sculpted by the finest builders in the worl
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