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As the combatant fell, she shouted, “This is Sparta!” Because obviously.
Snaps fell back onto his butt, staring at the seedlings with wide eyes. “Am I…a father?” “Sort of,” Beryl said. Zylar churred, amusement overwhelming him. Then Snaps lay down in front of the plants with a determined sound. “I will protect you, tiny green dirt dogs.”
“Like I’m doing it behind your back.” “What does my dorsal side have to do with anything?” “Never mind.”