Greg's claws raked Morlun's face, but the force wasn't as strong as before and the wounds were already healing. Morlun heard the voice. While he had no fangs, he was certain the voice was directed at him. Before he could respond, the light bomb went off, blinding him. He hissed in anger, an arm going up to shield his eyes as he's forced to let Greg go.
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