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Chapter 12-Damn This Pigs
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... is back pressed against its cracked surface. The ground was littered with splintered arrows, some still quivering, others snapped in half. Wisps of smoke curled up from blackened craters where fireballs had smashed into the earth. It looked like the aftermath of a medieval airstrike.
His lungs burned, his froggy breath ragged. Each inhale felt like inhaling smoke and gravel.
"Shit... I need a plan," he muttered, bulging eyes scanning the battlefield.
His frog legs were je ...
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