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... around, mouth gaping wide to expose its large fangs, both dripping with a liquid I could only assume wasnt great for anyones health. It snapped at the air, a futile attempt to catch Bastion.
The soldiers around the monster kept jabbing at it with their spears and even the occasional swing of a sword. Magic pelted the monsters sides, leaving marks and little else against the amphipteres diamond-hard scales.
I couldnt stand not being helpful, but there wasnt much a couple of fireba ...
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