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... Agudah grabbed a clay pot, pouring it into his mouth in large gulps, barely chewing. The warriors of the Fish-Skin Tribe watched the chieftain's eating display, unable to resist gulping. In just a dozen breaths, Maha Agudah finished a pot of meat porridge. Then, he exhaled a long, hot breath, his face reddened, as he raised the clay pot forcefully, ready to smash it down!
"Burp! What's this feeling? My tongue is hot, my whole body is sweaty... Boat-Using Tribe, you indeed poisoned it!... ...
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