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The wind whipped past Zhong He's face as Thick Earth pushed him aside, forcing his eyes shut. When they opened, the metallic scent of blood filled his nostrils. Thick Earth stood motionless, split from shoulder to waist like a hewn log.
Arms limp and head bowed, Thick Earth stared blankly ahead. Blood sprayed as he toppled forward.
His last conscious thought flickered: Whatever, I won this time. Can't wait to rub it in Tall Sky's face...
Whoosh. The Black Gold boomerang curved back through the air, streaking toward Zhong He.
He armored himself...
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