Tribby sighed. The blood gushing out of Jay El from all the knife wounds was making the ground slippery, and thus increasing the difficulty of her surgery.
She grunted, and lumbered over to Ash, who had a femur sized wasp stinger sticking out of him, and dry ground on which to squat.
She grunted, and lumbered over to Ash, who had a femur sized wasp stinger sticking out of him, and dry ground on which to squat.
"Hey, that's new!" she smiled, noting the stinger and putting away her knife for the time being. "I'll bet I could yank that sucker out nice 'n clean!" And, surprisingly, she was able to do so without harming Ash one bit.
"I knew I'd eventually get lucky" she beamed.
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