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... still in terrible shape; without my spore-roots to hold it together, I wasnt even sure that I could move at all. My many shattered ribs, free from the bindings that held them together, might have been left to slice through flesh with every slither.
Even now, I could tell that things were getting worse. Driven by the uncaring grasp of my spore-roots, I wasnt necessarily moving any slower, but the pain...the pain was becoming far worse. It needed to be dealt with.
I twisted around ...
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