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A moment later, the baker came trotting down the stairs, his apron still covered in flour. As he reached the basement and saw the collapsed bodies of the oversized rats, his face lit up like a kid on Christmas morning.
"Ohhh! You actually did it! They’re all dead!" he said, bouncing slightly on his heels. "No more rat mafia stealing my croissants!"
He looked around, inspecting the mess. "Say, uh... what are you gonna do with the bodies?"
Arthur blinked. "What?"
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