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Fiend says rawr with fiah!
Oh well. the fire is nice and pretty, but I wouldn't touch it if I were you.. [of course, I'm not, so go ahead] Page 11: [link] This comic is also found here: [link] Luno © ~standingwolf Art, story, characters © *Flame-Shadow Pokémon © Nintendo |
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p.s. I'm reading it again!!!! >w<
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"He who relaxes none of his assurance, no matter how great the danger of imminent death; who, giving up his soul, still looks firmly and scornfully at his enemy--he is beaten not by us, but by fortune; he is killed, not conquered."
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"Oh, sure. Blame the bat. What the heck? We're easy targets."
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"He who relaxes none of his assurance, no matter how great the danger of imminent death; who, giving up his soul, still looks firmly and scornfully at his enemy--he is beaten not by us, but by fortune; he is killed, not conquered."
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"Oh, sure. Blame the bat. What the heck? We're easy targets."
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"He who relaxes none of his assurance, no matter how great the danger of imminent death; who, giving up his soul, still looks firmly and scornfully at his enemy--he is beaten not by us, but by fortune; he is killed, not conquered."
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"Oh, sure. Blame the bat. What the heck? We're easy targets."
>: O
If anything, mine isn't as epic as yours!
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"He who relaxes none of his assurance, no matter how great the danger of imminent death; who, giving up his soul, still looks firmly and scornfully at his enemy--he is beaten not by us, but by fortune; he is killed, not conquered."
Not true! D;
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"Oh, sure. Blame the bat. What the heck? We're easy targets."
Yes, true! Yours has more form and essence than mine, so once again be quiet about yours having a lack of epicness or I'll travel through the interwebs and.....stuff. (I didn't quite think this through)
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"He who relaxes none of his assurance, no matter how great the danger of imminent death; who, giving up his soul, still looks firmly and scornfully at his enemy--he is beaten not by us, but by fortune; he is killed, not conquered."
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