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- “No, that’s not what I —”
- Hakann grabbed Garan by the throat and lifted him into the air, still smiling all the while. “Why don’t you do your job, Matoran, and let us do ours? Hmmmm?”
- He gently put Garan on his shoulder. The Matoran wanted desperately to jump off, but he feared what would happen if he did.
- ***
- Island of Doom, Chapter 3
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