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// Chapter 88 
// Story: One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon 
// by Tartarusbound 
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	Nighteyes was losing altitude, grasping his final projectile.

”Give in. Forget” insisted the voice, “Forget as you always forget.”

“No,” Nighteyes muttered, trying to direct his descent towards Grogar.

”You have forgotten your way through my labyrinth. You have forgotten the sweet taste of freedom. You have forgotten-“ 

“Taste this,” Nighteyes shouted, tossing his pouch of blue powder directly into Grogar’s face. While his action succeeded in distracting Grogar from his spell, the powder didn’t blind him as Nighteyes had hoped.

Finally landing beyond the dias, Nighteyes looked back to see that Grogar was slowly expanding.

‘Just my luck…’