| Torque continued onwards with the others towards the village nearby. He wasn't in much of a mood to converse with his friends and his growing dread wasn't helping. He kept on a straight face with a hint of a frown, his chestnut brown eyes reflecting his inner aguish, the stub of his right arm dangled at his side uselessly, and the Death Rune on his back was starting to glow through his tunic.
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