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...Two things happened at that moment that ruined everything for the warlocks of the Angrbod.
First thing was they made Qualm cry out, loud.  They say a mother seal can know her calf’s cry on a beach full of fucking seals, well Gem knew Qualm’s cry over the din of grim fucking slaughter which had been their occupation for the last few moments, and she and Swift tracked on that noise like the angel of death on a pirate with a coin in his hand that had been the spoon in his boot.  The second involved boots and nonchalance, because in not looking too closely at his target, our erstwhile third mate failed to notice that it had been holding a silver spoon, shiv-sharpened handle pointed up.