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Town SigFig fell back and Jake shouted in surprise, I was frozen with fear. Suddenly, just before the orge grabbed me, I brought my spear up and shoved it as hard as I could under the orges fingernail. Blood seeped down the shaft of my spear and the orge let forth a howl of rage, pain and oaths. It brought its other hand down in sweeping arch and swept all of us off onto an adjacent cliff. We landed in a heap, but the orge was distracted by his still-bleeding hand and we were able to untangle ourselves and run. Next |
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