So, as Hanky was rendered meek, and helpless...
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The risky stragglers pounced on their "free" opportunity...
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Four, five, six of them aimed; Right at his legs...
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Eight headed for his torso...
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Practically just leaving his head...
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Which was really only coveted by one...
Oddly voluptuous subject; Majorly disturbed by Hanky's familiar face... (The One Alter Fought?)
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Yep...
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It's greatly scary, demonic fire girl! (How'd I Guess That...)