Haunted Wood the devils of truth steal the souls of the free

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Clay didn't expect to be tackled, nor did he expect it to be the pit-wolf, Orochi as he called himself. But when the weight of the other pushed him to the ground, all clay could do was let out a small yelp of surprise. His weight tumbled with the other, and while he desperately pushed away with clumsy paws and a fury of snapping jaws he failed to notice Revui.

Pain was felt at the base of his tail and as Clay struggled and kicked, attempting to worm himself away, a crack echoed through the pit. Fire. Liquid hot shot up his spine, and as it traveled through his body Clay opened his jaws to let out a scream. It hurt! It hurt, it hurt, it hurt! He writhed with the pain, and as it consumed him he lost his effort to fight the others and fell limp to the ground, his vision darkening as his body fought the only way it knew how: knocking him out to block the pain.