The gnomes shuffled off, muttering something about sweet buns, and Xala got up off the floor feeling completely humiliated, but at least with her buns intact.
HP: 2
Mob HP: 0
THIS IS HALLOWEEN
WHERE IT IS ALWAYS HALLOWEEN (and sometimes exams)
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