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... hanneled his Ash Gray energy into his legs.
Speed.
He burst forward, blurring into the shadows, diving into a thick cluster of thorny bushes just as he reached the edge of the ridge overlooking Vurok’s party, pulling the Cobra hood tight, engaging his camouflage, and holding his breath.
Below, Vurok was laughing wildly, stabbing the exhausted boarling. "Hold it down, Drogg!"
"... the ground!" suddenly the lackey named Drogg yelled, looking around in panic. "Boss! ...
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