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It was no platoon of feral creatures that had once been humans that fell upon the Mirkarvian guards patrolling the rear wall of the palace at Grosvenor Place, nor was it a horde of ancient decadents somehow stirred to concerted action. It was a bunch of Britons with fangs and a grievance, and there is no more terrifying sight in creation.
The Fall of the House of Cabal (Johannes Cabal, #5)
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