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- He put himself in a low stance and rushed forward, ready to football tackle the Goblin to the ground. But the Goblin was sneaky, and sly. Just as he lunged in, the Goblin held out a gauntlet and sprayed Hale with some putrid chemical mist.
- "Sleep..."
- Saxton didn't sleep just yet, but he felt mighty tired all of a sudden. Poison! Every cell in his body was slowing to a crawl. The toxins should've paralyzed him, but Hale was ox-strong and could fight it off. Still, he could not fight the Goblin like this. The moment that Shredder sputtered back to life, coughing up a fountain of water, the Goblin's attention was drawn straight to Fourze. That's when he struck. His glider lifted up and swooped around back to him, allowing him to roll right on and fly straight at Fourze.
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