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“Never before did it happen twice even within a month, but now, within minutes, Vic’s alter-ego took the helm. Again the Siberian forest echoed the death promise that was the war cry of the primitive tribe of Onu! The murderous blood lust that was part and parcel of primal man rang clear as Vic projected the banshee-like howl of her ancient people. She raised the ax above her head, and charged for the coming creatures!”