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    “Aaaaah!”


    I was panting and breathing heavily while I looked on the grisly sight of my work. His head was caved in and some brain-matter was seeping out of the cracks. I had put my full weight behind those stomps, with my sturdy winter boots this tiny feral midget who probably weight less than half of me had no chance. And when the shock of the ordeal was over I promptly emptied my stomach.


    Taken from Royal Road, this narrative should be reported if found on Amazon.


    I was sweating from the exertion and heat that built up from me being overdressed for the warm climate. The clothes had helped me mitigate some of the damage the vile creature I started to call goblins tried to do to me.


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