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She kept staring at the girl as she followed Dracius. "Aye, let's just leave her..."

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With a sniff in the air he caught scent of something. Something in this cursed town smelled foul indeed. Some of his senses had a habit of becoming a bit too keen for a day or so after one of his recent shapeshiftings. His usual form was that of a black wolf which had earned him a quite accurate alias.

The scent he had caught was not that of the seaweed and driftwood which floated towards the shore of the beach, but something more putrid. All he could tell was that the stench came from the direction of the sea.

''The lighthouse? ''he reflected.