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    Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat Nov 03, 2012 4:27 pm

    Time: 7:05 PM
    Date: October 20, 2012

    The sun was nearly gone from the horizon as the demon prince approached the rocky maw of a cavern. His disguise, and captive, still held firmly in his jaws, he gave a small glance around before entering. Prixlezub's usually proud posture was forced to stoop, as his horns would have surely scraped and sparked on the ceiling. The last thing the prince wanted was a cave in, especially while his plan was still in its infancy of completion. Once he delved deep enough into the murky depths of the planet, the demon felt it comfortable to remove his veil. Light slowly flooded the path around him as the shadow magic dispersed from his hide, small, dark wisps of energy curling in the musty atmosphere before disappearing completely. Minion's veil proved to be just as compliant to the demon prince, as the dark energy drifted from his body as well.

    While his mane was bright enough to light the area around him the way ahead was still too dim for his liking. With nary a flicker, his eyes intensified in their burning brightness, to the point where they gleamed like the headlamps of a car. Ahead was a twisting, nearly endless tunnel, with stalagmites and stalactites pointing from the walls like fangs. A few of them were long enough that the demon was unable to maneuver around them, the sound of breaking stone cracking sharply and echoing down the cavern tunnel. Prixlezub's lumbering gait carried the captive nannyfish deeper and deeper into the tunnels, until finally he reached a branch in the path. One seemed to go down an old mine shaft, while the other lead deeper into caverns unknown.

    "Hmm..." The prince rumbled through the fish in his jaws, his fiery pupils glancing over each path as he evaluated both.

    After a moment, the demon turned down into the deeper caverns, finding that it opened up to give the prince some more breathing room. Though the ceiling was still quite low for his tastes. Despite his discomfort, Prixlezub seemed content to keep his relaxed saunter, rock bubbling and glowing red beneath his feet with his every step.
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Sun Nov 04, 2012 6:45 pm

    Almost 2 hours had passed, but in Prixlezub's mouth, it felt much longer. Even with how fast the demon was traveling. As they had traveled, Minion had been tempted to try and start a conversation, if only because the silence of the demon put him on edge for what was to happen next. But as Prixlezub was carrying him in his mouth, starting a conversation with him wouldn't be wise for his situation. So instead he stayed obediently quiet as they moved from the Wastelands to the Mountains, a move most curious since Prix's lair had been in the Wastelands, right? Then again, the last time he'd been kidnapped, he had been taken to the Mountains as well. Were they going to the mines, like they had before? Guess all he could do was wait and see.

    Into a cavern in the Mountains they went, Minion's eyes darting around to see everything as best as he could. Soon after entering the cavern though, Prixlezub saw fit to cease whatever it was that had made them disappear, his firey mane now lighting the way inside the mountain. He gave the energy a glance as it drifted away from himself and the demon, but otherwise did nothing.

    They continued in silence, eventually coming upon a two different paths. He tensed up as the demon's rumble sent a vibration through the suit and through his tank. Was he unsure of where to go? Of course, it might have been a long time since he had come to these mountain. It'd been over a year since he had been kidnapped by Prixlezub and his female fox companion after all. Nearly two years! Eventually he chose a path, leading to a more opened up area of these caves. He gave the glowing rocks beneath Prixlezub's feet a cautious glance. "I presume we're almost there, then, yes?" He asked warily, not wanting to anger the demon who had him in his jaws.
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Mon Nov 05, 2012 7:09 pm

    Prixlezub lumbered further into the dark, dank atmosphere of the caves, his eyes roving about the stone walls. While it had been quite a while since the last time he had been down in the earthy tunnels, the prince had no intention of keeping Minion captive in the same place as last time. Not only would it make things easier for the fish if he attempted escape, but what sort of demon would he be if he hid his captives in the exact same place twice? The cave opened up some more as he journeyed deeper, the stalagmites and stalactites fading from the rock until the stone walls were completely smooth on some areas. Despite the rather untouched feel of the path, the caves showed signs of what may have lived down here before. Large claws marks, lacquered with a light crystalline coating from age, marred various areas of the rocky tunnel. And if one looked at the stone the right way, the remnants of a sort of predator still guarded the musty dark of the cave, with grinning fanged smiles and empty eye sockets.

    Again, the path split, this time going three ways instead of two. Here, there was no difference between either of the tunnels each just as dark and mysterious as the other. Prixlezub lowered his head to each and sniffed, smoke pluming from his grill with each exhale. As for Minion's previous inquiry, the prince simply sent a glance down towards the fish in his maw, before gently shaking his head "no". The prince still had a ways to go before he found what he was looking for. Prixlezub turned down the first tunnel, preferring the air flow above the other two. Again they were treated to crystal glazed walls, with similar fossils grinning at them from the walls like the previous one, though the claw marks seemed to be more of a common occurrence here than the last tunnel. Along with this discovery, the demon noticed that the claw marks seemed to be on the ceiling of the cave as well. Apparently whatever had lived down here at one point had widened the tunnels by hand.

    Keeping his relaxed pace, the demon prince continued through the murky darkness, unto destinations unknown.
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Wed Nov 07, 2012 9:54 pm

    Ah yes, it was a very smart idea to take the fish to a different area from last time. Minion's eyes took in the sights of this cave, not liking how unfamiliar it all was. The deeper they went, the smooth and larger the cave became, but what really worried the fish was the claw marks that were all over this cave. If they were Prix's own claws, he would not have been briefly confused at the branch back there behind them. No, it seems there was, or at least had been something down here in the past. And for the first time today, Minion was actually glad to be in Prix's mouth. If it was still alive, whatever was in here, he doubted the car demon would let it kill him, at least not before he got...whatever it was he wanted.

    Another split in the caves, this time one with three different paths. This was really becoming quite the Labyrinth, wasn't it? The fish glanced up at Prixlezub, waiting to see how he would answer, and gained an answer in the form of a gentle shaking of the head. "Ah, alright. Just wondering." Down the first tunnel they went, Minion's eyes widening at the fossils within the walls that he could now see much more easily. And even more claw marks here then before. He sincerely hoped they weren't heading towards the 'nest' of whatever had made this place, as the positions of the claw marks suggested these tunnels had been created through toil.

    Well Minion, this is what you get when you leave the kitchen. Kidnapped and taken to the caves.
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Thu Nov 08, 2012 10:08 pm

    Both fish and demon were lead further down the old tunnels, scratch marks become denser in their population until it seemed the whole path was covered in them. Prixlezub glanced around as his path began to finally open up, and before the both of them laid bones. Hundreds of the old, rotting remains lay scattered upon the path and beyond, empty eye sockets staring up at their visitors. The demon's massive feet made a cacophony of crunching as he tread, ribs snapping and skulls caving like dust as he continued onward. The demon's expression stayed unreadable, despite the amount of dead that had accumulated in this part of the caves. Though, upon closer notice, the demon observed long sets of claws, like those of a badger, upon many of them. Perhaps these were the creatures who had made all the claw marks on the tunnel walls?

    Smoke plumed from the demon's grill as his direction took him into a thicker portion of skeletons, the smell of stale rot filling his nostrils. The smell, though horrible to many, was actually a pleasant welcome to the fiery prince. A reminder of victory, the annihilation of weakness, battles and wars long past. If only he had been here while the creatures were still alive, the carcasses that seemed to still have meat upon them gave hint to how massive they once were. A worthy sport to a demon such as himself. Prixlezub gave a few of the partially crystallized corpses a glance over before turning his gaze back on the path, the light from his eyes instilling an pale, orange glow into the eye sockets of the dead creatures before fading.

    A good half hour of walking later rewarded the demon and his captive with a reprieve from the morbid residents of the underground tomb, as the tunnel opened into a large chamber. Looking around, the demon took note of the large stalactites and stalagmites, many as large as small buildings. Between the hanging spires of rock, Prixlezub could see the remains of what looked to be a primitive subterranean civilization. decorations of crystal and sinew hung down from the ceiling and a few of the stalactites, while on the lower walls, next to what looked to be a small path (made of the same claw marks as the tunnel) were strange paintings, depicting a past civilization, hunts, and what appeared to be reverence to a tribal deity of some kind. Though one area of the rock gained the demon's attention the most.

    One that depicted a swarm of insect looking creatures. His brow furrowed as he approached, looking over the painting that seemed to depict something of a nemesis to the late civilization they passed in the tunnels. A low rumble accompanied a plume of smoke that curled from the demon's grill.

    Just what had they stumbled onto?
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Sat Nov 10, 2012 4:20 pm

    Do these tunnels EVER stop? They seemed to just keep going and going! In fact, he was surprised Prixlezub wasn't exhausted by now! But Minion kept quiet as they walked, eyes surveying the tunnel as they went. The claw mark plagued area opened up and Minion couldn't help but scream shrilly at the sight of so many skeletons. He shivered in his tank and looked up at Prixlezub sheepishly. "S-sorry."

    Despite the bodies being in their way, Prixlezub didn't seem to mind nor care at all and instead continued on, bones cracking and snapping beneath him as he walked over the decayed bodies. Minion tried to avoid looking at them. Eventually though he couldn't but notice the claws on them. It would make sense that these things had created the tunnels, just look at those claws! Which made this area their nest, probably. Except what could have killed these creatures? Something even bigger? Something that could still be here?

    Minion made a small gagging noise as the smell reached his 'nose', disgusted by the rotting smells. How long had these bodies been dead? And even more, why were they...crystaly? How had that happened? After a long while of walking, they were finally free from the sight of those hideous corpses, instead entering into a new chamber. The stalagmites and stalactites were impressively huge, dwarfing himself in comparison. There seemed to be something hanging from the ceiling, something he couldn't quite see or identify, but he could definitely see and identify the paintings. It reminded him a bit of the pictures cavemen drew. But one that caught his attention seemed to catch Prixlezub's attention as well, as he walked closer to the painting of a nasty swarm of insects.

    "You think those things killed those corpses back there?" Even better, were they still alive?
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Sat Nov 10, 2012 5:22 pm

    Let it be known that the demon prince was as easily scare by shrill screams as he was by skeletons, as he gave an unimpressed look down at his captive. Dear Minion! Just what had you been doing all this time? Surely the creations that your "Sir" had made were more terrifying than these simple corpses? Prixlezub was beginning to believe the state of affairs with the fish's master was worse than he initially believed.

    The pictographs upon the wall were studied with utmost scrutiny, as Prixlezub pondered over the insect-like creatures. He had not seen any remains of carapaces on the way here, and the bodies did not show signs of having eggs laid in them. He puffed another plume of smoke from his grill as he turned his attention away from the wall, looking up at the massive stalactites. Though, it seemed his captive was just as curious about the place, and maybe for the same reason, but as for answers, the demon could not be so sure. Prixlezub gave Minion an unsure look, lumbering over to a more open part pf the cave to get a better look at things.

    Both stalactites and stalagmites seemed to be heavily and deeply perforated, but not in the same fashion as the tunnels they traveled through. And the sheen they carried, it was about the same as the kind on the skeletons. Prixlezub put his grill to the air, drinking in the stale atmosphere and whatever carried upon it. Rot, stone, various minerals... It all seemed natural to find in a cave such as this, except for one other that stood out to the demon's honed sense of smell. A strange sort of scent that did not seem to belong to the silent and stoic chamber.

    And it was fresh.

    Kreeekkekekekeke

    Keeping his hold on the fish, the demon prince stood his ground, his eyes fixed on the stalagmites before him. He could hear tiny footsteps, sharp and hard, clattering deep inside their shimmering tunnels. Prixlezub gave a low rumble as he lowered his head, allowing both Minion and himself some freedom.

    "Stay behind me." Prixlezub rumbled, smoke pluming from his grill as he resumed his posture.

    Kreeekkekekekeke

    They were coming closer...
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Sun Nov 11, 2012 2:49 am

    Minion did his best to shrug at Prixlezub sheepishly, but with his robotic body still out of commission thanks to that EMP burst, in the end his only motion was an upward waving motion of his fins. It wasn't precisely the appearance of the bodies themselves so much as how sudden their appearance was that made him scream. It had gone from fossilized bodies in the wall to an entire tomb of them! Such a macabre scene.

    Prixlezub turned his attention away from the paintings and sent him an unsure look at his question. There was no way for them to know for sure after all. Correction: There was one way, but Minion didn't quite want to deal with a swarm of evil insects after just being kidnapped. One thing at a time, thank you! The stalactites and stalagmites above them seemed to have the same crystal-like formation growing on them that the corpses had. Minion's sense of smell was not as honed as Prixlezub's, so he couldn't detect any difference in the air, but it was quite obvious that something was up from the way Prixlezub was acting.

    There was a noise, so very soft. Minion almost wondered if he was just imagining it, or just hearing the echo of Prixlezub's footsteps, but Prixlezub's body language was like that of someone preparing to fight. Something was coming. He was placed to the floor and he nodded back at Prix. "Alright! No problems here, Mr. Prixlezub, I'll gladly stay behind you." He was a bit surprised that Prixlezub was going to protect him, but a dead hostage was a useless hostage. After all, that was why they had made sure not to harm Miss Ritchi whenever they kidnapped her! That and Sir's crush on her of course.

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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Sun Nov 11, 2012 5:33 pm

    The noises were growing closer by the second, clattering of legs and unnatural chattering echoing about the inner tunnels of the cave. From the sounds, Prixlezub already concluded that there had to be more than one of whatever was moving around outside of their vision. The demon prince did not dare make a move forward, staying his ground and puffing thick, black clouds of smoke alongside a threatening rumble. He knew whatever was down there had been alerted by the prince's footsteps and the scent he gave off, there was no point in keeping quiet when the advantage of surprise was no longer in their favor. The demon's eyes stayed focused on the fanged rocks in front of him, trying to pinpoint where the creatures would emerge.

    Krreeeekekekekekeeee!

    Above, to the left! The clattering of legs seemed louder, closer. Prixlezub's horned head snapped to the hanging stone, noticing the beginnings of what looked to be clawed feet tapping about the entrance. Something else wiggled and flickered in the stale, cavern air, segmented and shimmering in the orange light given off by the prince's burning eyes. It chattered and clattered some more on the crystallized stone, before finally deciding to emerge. In flash of shimmering segmented parts, the creature fluidly entwined itself around the hanging stalactite, a plethora of legs clicking hollowly on the shimmering surface. The creature seemed to move like a ripple, before finally raising it's head to look at them.

    Kreeeaaaaaakkakakakkaee!

    That horrid chattering again, as it's long feelers flicked about in the air ponderously. A sort of shimmering substance dripped from its mandibles, splattering the ground in a sheen that resembled the corpses and the surrounding stalagmites and stalactites. Prixlezub's lip raised in a snarl as he eyed the beast cautiously, knowing all too well that this had to be the culprit of the tomb he had waded through with his captive. However, the demon hardly feared their newest guest, as he observed its height compared to himself. And the sheen upon the creature's carapace would no doubt be as easy to crush as the skeletons.

    The huge centipede uncurled further from its perch, limbs wiggling as its antennae stretched to smell the newest of intruders to is lair. Keeping still, the demon allowed it to examine him, confident in his own defenses. Would the creature leave them be, or was the demon and his captive only another snack to be devoured?
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Tue Nov 13, 2012 10:50 pm

    Minion's brown eyes were glued to Prixlezub's form and the walls of the cave, trying not to blink lest he miss whatever was going to happen, whatever was going to emerge. The sounds grew louder, more numerous. Whatever it was, it was coming. Minion hadn't even realized that he was swimming backwards in his tank until his tail fin hit the glass. He was backing away in the only way he could, since the suit was still fried thanks to Prix's EMP. Prixlezub rumbled and puffed out thick clouds of smoke, probably trying to make whatever was coming back off. A tactic that should be effective, just look ar Prix! Who wouldn't run off when they first see him? Besides something that could be bigger of course...

    His eyes followed Prixlezub's eyes to find something crawling out of an entrance, something with skittery, insect looking legs. Oh of course it was an insect. But of course, caves were home to many insects. Could this be whatever was in that painting on the wall? It crawled up and around the stactite, and when it raised its head to look at them, Minion bit his lip nervously at the sight of it. A gigantic centipede! Those things aren't good at the best of times!

    Luckily, the gigantic centipede didn't seem to be attacking. Instead, its feelers wiggled about in their direction. Smelling them perhaps? Hopefully however they smelled, it wouldn't cause it to attack. Prixlezub did not leap into a fight immediately, which was smart in case this thing might just pass them through. He sure hoped it passed them through. Unable to do much besides stay in one spot, Minion's eyes continued to watch the two large creatures, one his kidnapper, the other a giant centipede. What would happen now?
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Wed Nov 14, 2012 7:56 pm

    More of the crystallized fluids dripped from the centipede's mandibles as it continued to sniff out the demon before them. However, it did not take long for the creature to come to a conclusion that the demon prince was not something that would satiate its tastes. the overpowering smell of sulfur and smoke made the creature retreat, along with the prickling heat that the demon exuded from his body. It chattered in disgust as its multitude of legs and segments retreated back into the burrow, antennae curling and twisting in on itself as the centipede disappeared from the demon's sight. Prixlezub awaited the last sounds of fading footsteps before moving again, confident now that the creature was disinterested in their discovery.

    Though, the demon could not help but ponder whether to leave the tunnels open or to close them. After all, it would prove to be a nasty surprise should Megamind manage to find Minion all the way down here without the demon's allowance. Looking back at the alien fish, the prince gave the idea a once over in his mind, before turning his attention back to the tunnels. His hostage's safety was held above all else, so alas, they would not be staying in this part of the cavern despite how spacious it was.

    But he did not seal up the tunnels either.

    Turning back around to Minion, he leaned down and gently picked up the space fish in his jaws. His head aloft once more, the prince started back towards the tunnel they entered from. Bones crunched beneath his lumbering feet once more, as he made his way back to the crossroads in the maze of tunnels. There were still two more caves for the prince to examine, and thus two more possible locations to hold his captive.
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Thu Nov 15, 2012 11:31 pm

    The centipede made no further moves towards them, feelers still wiggling about at them. It was still trying to decide whether they were worth the fight, most likely. Minion's gaze on it shifted to the fluids dripping to the floor, a crystal-like fluid that reminded him of the cystal stuff that had been on the corpses. It was pretty much official then, that this must have killed them, if not, then had just feasted on them like a scavenger.

    Soon though, the centipede retreated back into its hole. Minion let out a sigh of relief. "We're alive! We're alive, oh isn't it great to be alive?~" He even spun around in his tank before remembering that the demon was still his kidnapper. He chuckled sheepishly and waved his fins a bit. Prixlezub seemed a bit busy, looking the area over. Perhaps he was looking to see if there were more centipedes! After all, the presence of one meant the presence of a lot. And the mural had a lot on there...

    Prixlezub came back around and grabbed him up within his mouth. He turned right back around, trouncing on the bones of the corpses once more, and Minion nod/bobbed to himself. "Can't say I blame you for leaving! That bug is baaad news." Back into the labyrinth of caves it was then, to find a new place to wait. Hopefully there'd be no surprises in the next one...
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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Prixlezub on Fri Nov 16, 2012 12:47 am

    It did not take long for the demon to make it back to the crossroads, smoke pluming from his grill as he surveyed his next two options. Though it seemed that like it or not, the fish was overjoyed to be gone from that part of the cavern as well, given the spin and comments he made earlier. He gave a thoughtful glance down at the fish, noting how he seemed more acclimated to speaking with kidnappers instead of staying quiet, even when kidnapped by himself and Ninetails that one time, he was talkative. Either the fish was rather bubbly, or he had been in similar situations before. Or maybe the fish simply never got much conversation from his master, he pondered.

    Prixlezub's gaze returned to the tunnels, his nose to the air once more to determine which one would be the candidate for the fish's hiding place. The center tunnel gave off a rather unpleasant odor, like methane. no doubt if he went down there it would risk an explosion, he thought. As for the left tunnel, the demon could smell the overwhelming scent of copper. His grill wrinkled in distaste for the odor, but otherwise he could not smell anything else that was amiss. Turning down the left tunnel, the demon decided to test the lesser of two evils.

    The demon's choice lead him down a rather narrow passage, Sparks flying from his thick hide as his sides scraped against the cave walls. Though the following screeches of metal upon stone were unbearably shrill, the prince did not seem pained by the tight quarters. The demon continued on, until he suddenly stopped. Before him and his captive, the way seemed blocked by a large stony formation. No doubt it was from a previous cave in, Prixlezub surmised. As for how far it went, it was a mystery that could only be solved through delving into the wreckage.

    Leaning his head down, the prince set his captive upon the floor of the passage. As his head resumed its lofty position, the demon prince took a deep breath of the stale air. Minion would notice that the surrounding atmosphere began to prickle with an intense heat, the origins seeming to come from the rippling, perhaps boiling air around the demon's mouth. A thundering roar of fire burst forth from Prixlezub's throat upon opening his toothy maw, the blinding white torrent lighting up the tunnel. Around them, the walls of the tunnel seemed to glow red from simply being in the radius of the demon's fire, and the formation before them was unable to be seen through the intense fire.

    What could certainly be noticed, however, was the distinct odor of rock being absolutely incinerated.

    --Flip a coin, if HIT, the blockage is shallow and therefore cleared--



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    Re: Just Like Old Times

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    Re: Just Like Old Times

    Post by Minion on Sat Nov 17, 2012 7:15 pm

    Minion was indeed very bubbly, and perhaps his habit of talking to kidnappers was because of his own kidnapping experience with Miss Ritchi. The first few times, she'd mainly snapped at them and yelled at them for kidnapping her. After a while though, she'd gotten to be a lot more casual, if snarky with them, and she and Minion usually conversed rather easily in between her bantering with Megamind. Besides, he'd rather speak kindly and politely with his kidnapper than speak rudely and get on his nerves, making him angry enough to try and kill him.

    Back to the crossroads they appeared, taking very little time at all to get there. They'd taken one route, so that left two for them to explore now. Minion could smell a faint odor coming from the center tunnel as well, and likewise wrinkled his face in disgust. Walking down there would just be asking for trouble, since methane was quite flammable, and he was currently in the jaws of a car demon with flames coming off of him! The left tunnel sounded metallic. Perhaps there was a metal mine there? Whatever it was, it was the tunnel Prixlezub decided to stride into.

    This tunnel was a lot narrower, sparks flying as Prixlezub's body scraped along the walls of the cave, his metal horns making a shrill noise as they scraped across that made him wince. Despite the loud scraping and the sparks, Prixlezub did not seem particularly bothered and kept going, only stopping when they came across what seemed to be a cave in. Prixlezub again placed Minion back down, and raced the rock formations that were in their way, opening his mouth and unleashing a powerful blast of white fire at them, the walls around them burning into a red color from the heat. And the rocks that had been in their way? Incinerated into nothing. Yeah...Minion did not want to be at the other end of that fire. He'd burn up to a fine, crispy piece...he glanced at Prixlezub warily as he waited to be grabbed up again, and for their walk to resume.

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