FIGURES (Completed)
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To each member its own set.
As I live and breathe! Apace, uneasiness ran through me just as blood runs through veins. I was to be caught some hours ago. Hadn't I proceeded to the police department, I would have been taken to this underground of evil. I should have noticed from its abnormal attitude towards me. I express my gratitude, oh Jupiter, for I escaped the unknown evil that was to befall me. By Jupiter, what have I done this time? Sounds of broken objects ensued
'Are you proposing your incapability to bring to me a weak member?', another voice resonated, anger lacing each word
By Jupiter! Was that my boon companions voice? Worry swept through me. Be that as it may, I desisted not in listening in their conversation.
'I beg of you, my Lord. But one must live somehow, my Lord', it begged
'I dont see the necessity for that', its Lord whined
'I have no desire to make you choleric. Finish me if it pleases you, my Lord', it pleaded with loyalty
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