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One evening at the Splinters' super-secret hideout...
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| Ok, this meeting of the Splinters of Dusk will now come to order. If you're here, please raise your hand. | |
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| What are you all doing on the floor? | |
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| The holy water burned our legs so bad, we can't move them. | |
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| Well, as long as you can still move your arms to throw holy water back at them. | |
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| Stay there, so I can choke your ankle. | |
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