Warning!

The hairs at the nape of my neck stood on end. I had a bad feeling about this. I needed to warn the others. This man was bad news.

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Lost World of the Wends (25)

Boris gazed at the human wailing and squirming on the ground.
‘Like a worm,’ he mused. Just like a little fat worm. That’s what these earth creatures reminded him of—what, with no shell, and all soft and fleshy. He held his rumbling abdomen. ‘Not yet,’ he spoke to his stomach as if it were a sentient being.

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