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Robbed
"Mm…" Zax moaned in pain, feeling as if his Master stomped his head with one of his tough hooves. Slowly opening his eyes. "Darkness? Night time?" His internal clock told him otherwise and his vision was blurry so he could not count on it. He expected it would take an instant for his eyes to adjust, but even after he could see pretty much nothing. It took another instant for him to spot the metallic surface centimeters from his face and even to his sides and probably beneath his back. “Where am I?” It was all too confusing. Wherever he was, it felt like a really small and cold chamber, but why was he there? The attacks from the Horned Eel and Four Wings Stork left remnants that invaded his body and soul even after escaping to the safe shores of Selivereb. Those remnants were comprised
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