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- Five strides, each faster than its predecessor, brought me to the edge of the pit and within cutting range of my multiselved opponent. The element of surprise was now mine. It had not expected me to be so bold. Teeth snapped toward me. Hot, foul breath was in my face. Talons missed my face by the thickness of a rat’s whisker.
- B11 C20
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