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Avoid it by blocking it with the steel spear.
It was all over for the surface dweller.
Rockson threw the balisong with deadly accuracy. The blade stuck deep in the cruel heart of Dedman. The seven-inch blade, thrown with unerring accuracy, was so thin that it had More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Nic Harris done what Rock prayed it would trailer park boys
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Rockson spun himself out of the grip of the bullwhips cord before the second blow from the shorter whip struck.
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