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- The temperature suddenly dropped sharply. This time, Tahu felt as if the energy was being drained from his body. Too weak to stand, he fell into the mud.
- “...Why it is you have to die,” finished the Makuta.
- The world was starting to spin around Tahu. He was going to have time for one action, and if it didn’t work, he would be a dead Toa. With enormous effort, he raised one arm and hurled a huge fireball straight and high into the air. He could only hope Gali or Onua would see it in time.
- Krika glanced up, his eyes following the flight of the fiery object. He smiled, but it was a sad smile, for he knew Toa all too well. Tahu’s flare would bring more running to their deaths. They were doomed. And perhaps, thought Krika, that is the one thing I have in common with my foes.
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