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Blue Evening Wind
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"This is a primed grenade. If I drop it, it explodes, and kills us both."
You wouldn't kill a motherrr and her childrren I can hear the thing's words coming from somewhere behind its head.
There is a brief ringing in my ears, and the monster recoils.
You have! You hhhhorrrible little tthhing! Hhhow do I know you whhhil not do it anywhhay?
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