his tail bone erupting from his skin, the scales scraping away his old flesh
as he grew. The ground about him rushed into his body, filling him with
gritty flesh and a sense of his near indestructible hide. As the old man
pointed, the brilliant light flickered before him and shot towards Sir Fred's
chest.
Sir Fred...
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let the light enter his chest, filling it with heat.
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dodged the light and prepared to strike the old man for his treachery.
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batted the light back toward the old man.
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caught the ball of light in his claws, feeling vaguely like a cartoon.
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felt the heat of the light incite him to move past the old man, to find his mate.
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heard the voices of his ancestors calling from the light, reminding him of his code, his power, and his thirst for battle.
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