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- The Grimm roared as if in answer and piled onto him harder than before. The press of bodies became so much that it would have crushed a normal human. Those that touched him died, but more climbed on, piling high until they were a mountain of dying and soon-to-die Grimm throwing their lives away. The mountain shifted slightly, vibrated, and then a great metal pipe rose up like a snake with Knight upon it, kneeling with one hand touching it as it burned bright red. The pipe, made malleable by the heat, splashed down onto the assembled Grimm, crushing a hundred at least and burning hundreds more to death.
- —Arc Royale [Ch. 28]
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