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// Chapter 91 
// Story: One Hundred Ponies of Tambelon 
// by Tartarusbound 
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	Grogar was ready to end this fight.

His former slaves had removed his ability to channel magic. So what? He was large enough to destroy them with a stomp. He was so expansive that that claws and teeth of stingtails felt as pinpricks on his skin. He was-

Grogar’s back collided into the cavern roof, reminding him that he was still growing. Crouching down, he found that his movement was awkwardly restricted.

Right on cue, Grogar noticed that the six outsiders from earlier were glowing with rainbow energy once more.

No matter. He’d use a chime and… oh… right.