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... cracks glowing along its trunk-like arms. The sound of its palms colliding rolled through the forest like a thunderclap. Everyone in earshot braced, already seasoned by phase one and two.
Time to check the wristwatch and...
Minions.
Dozens, hundreds. Those thorny wooden bastards (oh hey) unfurling from the ground, tearing themselves free from roots and soil, popping into existent from seemingly nothing.
The instinct was automatic: group up. Tanks forward, ranged ...
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