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“Well? Did your traps not catch anything?”
“Sorry, boss,” Druma said. “No prey. Need more time.”
“Curses!” Balthazar started pacing back and forth. “I can’t hope to control this wild thing while she’s famished like that.”
The goblin stared at the frantic crab with both arms hung in front of his chest, unsure of how to help.
“Druma!” Balthazar suddenly said, with a snap of his pincer. “The pastries Madeleine makes for you have meat, don’t they? Go g ...
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