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“Carl?” Donut asked from my shoulder. “What?” “Don’t be mad at me.” A large hole opened up in the street, revealing a shimmering force field that separated this quadrant from the next. The form of Chris plummeted through the hole and disappeared, landing loudly into the dark chamber below. There was a splash.
The Gate of the Feral Gods (Dungeon Crawler Carl, #4)
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