"I'm through hiding in the shadows it is time they felt our wrath", her hair seemed to swirl around her like a mane of fire and her eyes blazed with feline ferocity. "Besides, I brought .... an army", she said revealing fangs that gleamed in the moonlight.

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His lips purse as he lowers his hands to his sides, "Damn it Lucia, I told you it wasn't safe for you here anymore". "I guess I'm just a girl who can't resist a bit of danger". "But don't you see if they catch you what they'll do to you? To The Order?".

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I was being polite in that paraphrasing the language was a bit more colourful 😅 but nonetheless made a very good point.

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The marks of the scar were ragged—three lines in total—that spoke of a large predator armed with fierce claws, although The Bartender got the impression that for this man, the predator was, in fact, the prey.

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On the left-hand side he wore a scar running from under the brim of his hat down to the base of his chin, or possibly even further, but the bandanna around his neck obscured the rest.

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Reaching up with his left hand, he lowered the bandanna, which revealed a gruff-looking man in his early to mid-forties, The Bartender would’ve guessed. Short stubble adorned the tanned skin of his slightly weathered face.

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Its body swayed and dropped to one side; the second, which had been standing upright, had its sternum shattered and was flung backward, landing in a crumpled heap.

Movement on his left periphery caught his attention; two were closing in. He fired, the heavy bullet passing straight through both of them. The head of the first, which had been crouched down moving along on all fours, exploded like an overripe watermelon.

Here is the snippet: The guns sang their chorus of death as fire leapt from the muzzles like hounds of hell unleashed. One, two, three fell, but more were crawling from the darkness. High-pitched cries and deafening gunshots reverberated from the walls of the chamber in a cacophony of slaughter.

I grew up reading Clive Barker, Dean Koontz and Stephen King to name a few. Also remember playing the video game Jericho that Barker produced as well. Love a good thrift shop find!

and find it very helpful to rapidly prototype and test new ideas. While I appreciate the use of AI for visuals and audio in the creative process, in the future I hope to work with other people to bring these stories to life.

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