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... and ultimately refused.
“Senior, I have my own way down.” He tapped the back of his neck.
A slender black tendril extended from behind Saul’s neck.
The tendril grew longer and longer—stretching out three to four meters—twisting joyfully around Saul.
These past days had left Little Algae totally pent up.
It circled around Saul and gave a little shudder, splitting one tendril into two. Another tremble—two became four.
The four tendrils waved in the a ...
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