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69 The Squashed Head

Lil

As I expected, the bamboo woman attempted to prick me with her pointed bamboo hands. It was so dangerous if she could prick me. I was sure that her hands could inflict some wounds on me, though they didn't look that sharp in my eyes.

I was doing everything I could to avoid her angry attacks. She was determined to prick me somewhere around my body, and she was so fast, but no one was faster than me; even her fastest moves were just a warm up for me, but she tried to prick me many times.

Minutes elapsed, and she was panting right then. Her wet hair and body had turned sweaty. Unlike me, I wasn't panting. I knew I could not be tired easily as a normal human. I had the capability to not become tired, no matter what kind of fight I would be going through.

I was glad and lucky that she hadn't pricked me; I had avoided all of her attacks. Then she stopped for a while and looked down at the ground filled with dead leaves of huge trees. Perhaps she was confused and wondering why she was was
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