“Oh, my gods!” I shrieked as I staggered back. The thing didn’t have a face. Not really. There was no nose. No mouth. Just thin, black slits where eyes should’ve been. Everything else was smooth, thin, pale flesh. I would never unsee this. “Take it back! Here.” I flung the bronze mask back at the thing. The metal bounced off its chest and hit the ground. It cocked its head to the side. “What?” Kieran shifted toward me. “Holy shit, it’s a—I think it’s a Gyrm.” “A what?” “Something that does not belong here.” “That’s not helpful.” I pointed at it with my dagger. “It has no face!” “I can see
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