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... e diving. He didn’t try to dodge the attack. His tolerance for the stupid combination beasts was as low as he could imagine it being for any animal. Instead, he waited until it was close, propped the pitchfork into the dirt, braced it with his arms, and adjusted the angle just so.
The impact was still stronger than his weak, mostly-mental-stats frame could stand up to. He was blown back from the shockwaves, but not before he saw the tines of the pitchfork bury themselves as far in as the ...
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