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Facing the explosion, a small green ball is seen being propelled across the sky, behind a large black cloud. Just as they were about to crash into the ground, a large green hand managed to catch them just in time.

"Look, I'm all for entertainment, but please, no circus shenanigans here..."

Without looking up from his notebook, Titus manages to catch a very frizzy Goblin, smoke popping from her pointy ears. Rubbing her head, Goblina sat down dazed, before throwing t ...

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