chapter 3

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Giles waited at the magic box. Where could they be? He wondered. I told them to meet me here. Now. They can't be late...they can't... and then it came. The thing that he had been dreading. The thing that had destroyed half the magic shop (but that had happened before, so that wasn't so bad). The figure loomed above him. Huge fangs dripped with gallons of poison out of a sagging mouth. Giant, demented eyes filled with hate twitched and shuddered as they switched from blue to green, green to red, red to purple, purple to black, black to yellow... the combinations want on forever. Flaring nostrils on a massive black nose were full of crimson hairs and a body of black gloopy substances shifted and changed shape by the second. Crunching footsteps neared the fearful watcher...the feet were covered in more black gloop... the legs were dripping the thick, pitch black substance as it went... it had short legs and the creature seemed to have no knees. It's arms were long and thick, black leathery skin covered in dark red hairs but contrasted the thin, long, spindly fingers in witch it held a titanic, jagged blade, which could be the last thing Giles would ever see. It wore a black belt over its shoulder that had jagged discs of silver strapped on to it... those discs were probably lethal throwing weapons...

But the most striking thing about this terrible monster was its head of hair.

Bleached blonde hair.

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