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... ft and right, but there was nothing else in the entire cave. Just the anomalous mimic slime pretending: exceptionally well: to be a rock.
“No… kill… Plaes… please?” Ali stared at the rock. But it had clearly spoken: poorly: in broken Elvish. It was begging for its life.
The rock shivered, and a transformation rippled across its surface, turning it into a small round blob of semitransparent blue ooze that trembled, cowering in the corner.
“You are the dungeon?” Ali asked, ...
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