Date: 2017-09-25 05:22 am (UTC)
worstsin: (the wolf feeds in the forest)
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Geralt gave a nod, and a tooth-baring smile that was unpleasant, though not unfriendly. Between his lips, Geralt's canines had taken on long, sharper appearance, visible nods to an otherwise hidden heritage. Nina had done what she could to halt the strange corruption happening in his body, but she could not do everything.

He was absolutely sure. He might even need this.

Geralt lept at Bull, aiming to grapple onto his back, get onto his shoulders, where he could use his center of balance against him. Geralt's goal was still the leaf-littered forest floor.
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Geralt of Rivia

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