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... hree pieces and the Ossalaka tumbled backwards into six of its kin, knocking even them onto their fur sides.
The rest of the beasts lunged in retaliation. Ezra kicked two more before they overran him with their spears and shivs. Each jab was a fork poke, none of them drawing deep blood.
Paper cuts, if Ezra was being honest.
But there were thirty of them and they were unrelenting.
’Their damage is ticklish at best. But prod a meat bag enough and it’ll be spilling o ...
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