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- “Are you giving me a pep talk?” The idea made me giggle. “Whew, I’m tired.”
- I collapsed on my butt.
- Meg stepped over me and slashed a zombie who had been about to eat my face.
- “Thank you,” I muttered, but she’d already moved on. The ghouls had reluctantly put down their books and were now closing in on her.
- ***
- The Tyrant’s Tomb, Chapter 39
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