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... the tips of the tentacles, or from other organs. One of the insectids bloated a transparent sack found at the base of their neck and filled it to the brim with an acidic concoction.
“ALL YOUR SERVICES WILL BE REVOKED! STEP ASIDE OR WE’LL DO IT BY FORCE!” An Aquatid woman shouted, wielding 12 halberds in each tentacle leg, preparing to strike with whatever means necessary.
“What the fuck! We’re just here waiting!” One of the Adventurers cried, backing off as the Impulse Defenders ...
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