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- Up until now, I had been stinging, biting, trying to distract and incapacitate the Teeth with fear and pain, but not trying to blind or cripple. With Butcher about to crawl inside my skull, I was running out of time to play nice. Hornets dug their way into eyesockets. Dragonflies looped spidersilk around necks. Black widows and brown recluses went for the easiest places they could reach, whether that was the face or the leg. I strode forward myself, using my combat baton to strike the Spree clones that were getting in my way.
- Between the aggression of my bugs and the lack of Butcher's firepower, the Teeth were going down easily.
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