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- I couldn’t get my bearings fast enough. Before I could get my feet back under me properly, one of Noelle’s tentacles lashed out at me and took hold of my arm, taking advantage of my unbalanced footing to try and yank me into the mass of mottled meat.
- No. I’m not going to let you stop me from rescuing my friends!
- Because even if this was my fault, I wasn’t about to just lie down and let her take me.
- I snarled and smashed my foot into the ground in front of me, throwing up a spray of gravel, and although the tentacle was strong, it was not as strong as me, as Atalanta. No matter how hard it tried, it couldn’t pull me in any further.
- “Let go of me!”
- I let my trapped arm go slack, then yanked it back as hard as I could as far as I could, and the tentacle was ripped free with a spray of brackish, foul-smelling bile that splattered all over me.
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