[ He's beign swung around before he can answer properly, shouting at the trilobytes suddenly nipping at his feet and ankles. There's already a smattering of holes there and on his forearms from fending them off, and he dances back from the onslaught. ]
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[ He's beign swung around before he can answer properly, shouting at the trilobytes suddenly nipping at his feet and ankles. There's already a smattering of holes there and on his forearms from fending them off, and he dances back from the onslaught. ]
Come on, why is there no end to these?!