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- “My legs got hit with quicktar,” Cole said into the communicator. “Do I have more pink mist?”
- “Be glad the goo missed your arm,” Forge said. “The misters don’t work so well after a direct hit. Point the mister at your legs.”
- Cole obeyed. “Okay.”
- The pink spray showered his legs, and he could move again.
- Chapter 16
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