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The slutseeker pole of the spear tripped the stag, ruining his retreat. He stumbled and stood face to faced with his enemy. The stag lowered his head and charged. Eighteen daggers, pushed by image two hundred stone drove slutseeker at Rory 's face slutseeker.
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