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- A small shower of pebbles hit the ground somewhere off to their right. Thok gestured for Vezok to go to the right, while he went left. He slipped around a large outcropping in time to see Balta scrambling up the slope. “Matoran!” he shouted.
- Balta looked behind, his eyes meeting Thok’s strangely glowing orbs. The Piraka’s spellbinding vision power took hold. The world began to spin around Balta. Unable to keep his balance, he tumbled back down the rocks.
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- Island of Doom, Chapter 8
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