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Her voice fell to a whisper. “Be careful, he’s sensitive.”

“Why?”

A grumble filled the air. “Because I used to be an ogre. I used to fight! I could eat a village in two minutes flat. Broke records, I did, until I met that witch with twitchy wand. Now look at me, I’m a dang marshmallow!”

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