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It's a risk, this freak is clearly impatient-but that sound of wood snapping could either be a tree or JJ.
The name calling doesn't get under the Hive's skin for the most part, the concern for her eclipses it, you snap your neck around to try and check on her- she's on her knees, having apparently locked up but otherwise completely unharmed.
>"Hey numbnuts! Pinocchio Lite never takes priority over Me!"
Before you can turn around, one of the monster's eyes slits itself open as a lengthy neon pink spear stabs forward in a mess of organic glitter.
!!!
>Shi-ting-!!
It stabs straight through your left thigh, wiggling a few times for good measure before yanking out in less than two seconds. Sparks erupt and metal struggles to stabilize under such extreme heat.
JJ screams as you fall to one knee, your balance ruined.
>"That's a good look for you-tell ya what! Crawl to me, touch my Light or...
>"The next one goes through Bucket-Hat’s little wooden skull. I doubt she can feel pain but I'll try my best to change that! Ha~Ha~ha. ha. ha.
>"You have no control here, you absolute Loser. The Wood eats little boys like you for breakfast, however many pussies are in that rusty skull of yours. You are nothing."
