forty-nine

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with a flying leap, blazecloud slashes russetclaw's neck. his eyes dull, and my evil enemy slumps to the ground.

"thank you, blazecloud!" i tackle him onto the forest floor.

"can i...tell you something, shiningstream?"

"yeah?"

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