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SHATTUCK had lashed in with a backhanded stroke, and Kienchang's head rocked as if jumped from its body. The body remained there curved, but upright for what seemed like a long moment, a fountain of blood, before it collapsed.
At sight of the blood, the mob surged and rocked like a single being, drunk on its own excitement.