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- The victorious scream of my pixie pulled my attention away. Apparently, without waiting for orders, it had gone off on its own to search for bugs, and as it came close enough I saw why it was celebrating so hard.
- It had a black-shelled beetle almost as massive as itself hanging limply from its tiny arms. It wasted no time, flying into my entrance—pop went my infobox—and dropping the beetle onto my floor. Then it flew down, grabbed its head, put its tiny feet against the sides of its thorax and puuuuuulled…
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- After a moment of watching it toil uselessly, I moved a spider to the entrance and stabbed the beetle with a fang. Within seconds, the beetle’s corpse had disappeared.
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