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So. I grunted, pain barely suppressed within my voice. An attempt to distract myself more than to actually conversate as I pried one of the obsidian spear-thorns from my body. What was that?
The spear? Ishila returned, half-distracted in her attempt to prise another spike from my back. Gods Above I absolutely despised these particular monsters ability to ignore armor. Every confrontation with them left me in vague resemblance to a hairy pincushion.
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