It was less of a battle the last few rounds than it was Lizzy and Mot stumbling around each other. The sudden weight on his stomach was like knocking the boil's lights out.
In fact, it did.
Mot passed out.
HP: -5
Status: Dreaming in Dreamland
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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