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Chapter 8-2
Walkyr hissed in pain and frustration. His leg was killing him. For the millionth time, he cursed the mess he was currently in. It was bad enough that the boy had seen the spaceship and seen him shape-shift. He had to blow the mission by colliding with one of the humans’ damn transports! To make matters worse, he needed to shape-shift to repair the damage to his body, but thanks to the camera mounted in the corner, that was impossible. I in pain! his cat growled at him. I know! Need I remind you that I can feel everything you do, he snapped. Change and use healing box, his cat snarled. In case you haven’t noticed, we aren’t in a place where I can do that. We have got to get out of here before I can shape-shift, and it will be easier to escape if I have three out of four working legs in
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