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Fred ran through the dunes, not daring to look back. Though he had
probably slaughtered most of the once quiet seaside village's peaceful
inhabitants, the ire of the flipper-wielding vigilante squad from the inn
was enough to make him not venture a second trip - or even parting
glance - to that blood-stained squalor of a settlement. Having finally put an acceptable distance between himself and the hamlet of fishmongers and seal-butcherers, he took a moment to tend to his nasty leg wound, minimalizing the bleeding by bandaging it up. That taken care of, he decided to take a quick wade in the water. He removed his gore- crusted armor and dove into the warm current of the ocean. The blinding pain of the saltwater making contact with his wounds shocked him at first, but he endured the agony. That being done, he continued on his way, traversing the sandy expanse by cover of night. Before long he stumbled upon yet another quaint little fishing village. He began to drool at the thought of fresh, new victims. He unleashed his sword and crept into the sidestreets of the village...
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