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- The Fomor smiled his froggy smile at me and tossed another, to my other side. I dodged again, but I had less space to do it in—I did not want to walk in one of those puddles. Whatever that vitriol was, it would probably devour my feet in seconds.
- And then one of the turtlenecks lobbed a grenade high, aiming for it to come down behind my shield.
- A flicker of will and a muttered word, and I batted the grenade out of the air and back down among the turtlenecks.
- There was a fine amount of screaming and confusion as it went off, and I checked over my shoulder.
- Battle Ground Chapter 25, Page 229
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