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A strange muddy world. The ogre-thing is throwing knives at passersby, trying to goad them into a fight. I narrowly dodge one thrown at my head, hey! that was close. He throws another at a thin Cthulhu-esque being who has more tentacles than seems right. It arcs through the air and lands in the chest of the creature, who stops and stares at it briefly. It then plucks the knife out and tosses it back, just over the head of the ogre who looks up and makes a step to catch it, which is a mistake as the Cthulhu-creature leaps briskly up and cuts of its head with a small sword. I walk on, head down, but still attached.

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