The body parts began to slither into a pile with distressing
purpose. I gripped my sword tighter, and glanced over at the wizard.
“This is going to work, right?”
“Probably.”
My sword tip began to waiver more.
“Probably? PROBABLY?!? You’re risking the entire kingdom on
a probably?”
“Look, someone was going to gather up his parts, better we
do it and take him out permanently than his acolytes doing it later.”
I didn’t have an answer to that, so I turned back to the
bane of my people, as he rose onto his feet and took a step into acid.
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