I get that deathscythe there pulling her claws on me...
...cos she couldn't have known it was me...
But you recognize my scent! I already told you I'm working with her!
You shouldn't be pullin' your claws on me!
Hey, any excuse to try and gut ya, I'm not gonna waste it!
Heh, I don't need an excuse to pull my claws on you!
And that gives me more excuse to put a new breathing hole in ya!
HEY!!
When you boys have had enough playing
biggest testosterone...
Our target's on the move...
Prepare yourselves boys...
To be continued...
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