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The Witch
“This must be the crazy-ass b***h,” Scott whispers. “Mehn she looks nasty and witchy!” Shane replied. “Look lady, we are not here for trouble,” Shane said to the witch. “The friend of the King of Wessex is my enemy,” the witch replied. “Whoa! Whoa! We are no friend of the King,” Shane said. “Just put down your weapon and we get to talk,” Shane added. “This is not a weapon!” the witch replied. “I don’t think she wanna talk,” Scott whispers to Shane. “What do we do now?” Shane asked. “Run!” Scott replied. “Is that your plan?” Shane asked. “Do you have a better plan?” Scott replied. “Yes! Use the Anubis’ lighting. How about that, huh?” Shane replied. As they were still talking, the witch turned herself into a dragon, “Oh hell no!” Shane exclaimed. “Run!” Shane yells out as he took off. T
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