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D E F I N I T I O N: MOXIE "Force of character, determination, or nerve," With a silent scream she fell forwards, her throat and mouth to full of blood for her too make any noise. Cyra coughed up the remaining blood that choked her and grasped at the floor. Vecna stepped closer as Cyra's nails scrapped the damp floor, gritting her teeth through the pain. "I won't let you get to them," She spat though her words were drowned out with grunts and screams from her wound. "You won't survive this, your too pathetic for it," Vecna crouched down right next to her and brushed his claws through her hair. He pulled her up by her neck and pushed her against a tree. "And I won't let you survive," Suddenly music started playing and she saw a opening across from her.
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