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Fea's allergies had miraculously cleared up after being heavily dosed with the Anakronism that is Tylènòl állërgy rèlïëf. Fordim's scent was becoming more and more repugnant. The time had come to make a choice... either solve the problem, or run away swiftly to a safely scented distance. She decided with a barely noticable shiver. She stepped forward hesitantly, putting her arms around the decaying lump of Fordim. She held her breath, eyes closed, and stepped away.
Without opening her eyes, she spoke. "Did it... work?"
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