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He picked his way through the rubble, his muscles used to this level of strain, but the unfamiliar pull of muscle on scar tissue causing him to grit his teeth. He needed to get himself back into condition. "Death. Before. Surrender." He grunted to himself, Nix's mantras urging him onward. "No submission. No weaknesses. Kill or be-" he grunted as a loose chunk of stone gave way under his paw and he struggled a moment before heaving himself into a ledge. 
The sound of agressive cawing got his attention and he looked up at the crest of the ridge, about 20 yards away. Curious, he hoisted himself towards the gathering birds.