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Weapons of Mass Destruction - Chapter 14
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... squeeze the bloodied half-spear in my right hand. The rusty smell of blood hits my nose. My other arm is uselessly hanging along my body. Broken somewhere under my shoulder. I can't even move it without pain making my vision spin.
The goblin shaman is standing there with one of his hands pointing towards me and mumbling something under his nose.
I let go of the broken spear and grab a stone from the ground, instantly throwing it at the goblin.
Surprisingly, his chanting p ...
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