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... eth far too sharp for any sheep. Its bleat continued, pushing a wash of too-warm air past our group. All along its sides were some roots wrapped around its wool. Some were loose, and they wiggled with the bleating.
I shielded my eyes from its breath, then coughed as I took a whiff of it.
These demon sheep didnt brush their teeth often enough.
I pushed a surge of Cleaning magic ahead, forming a shield against the stench. It was a little difficult. The bleat was making me t ...
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