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Purple Jingling Circles
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"I'm kind of nervous about this," I say, lifting up my shiny new bone mace. The light from beneath the door went out a while ago, but I still hear occasional scuffling past the threshold.
"I'm not," Bertha replies, cracking her knuckles. "Whatever's back there probably won't be expecting us to come in there and beat the crap out of it. There's not gonna be another swarm of vicious, poisonous spiders back there. It's probably some dumb minions, and we can handle those."
I nod slowly, but I'm not convinced.
Oh well. Time to go through?
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