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	The unicorns arrived like a flood, but Gorda was a dam. The many metal tendrils that Gorda had quickly sprung forwards, grappling these homicidal horned horses, holding them back, as Gorda steps fully into between the portals, the robotic body of Gorda maybe striking Mithias with awe, for it with it, Gorda easily was holding back the group of evil unicorns, not budging, not moving backwards, but pushing them back..until he cast them back into their world.
	"..Mind closing the portal now?" Gorda asks, his tendrils holding them back. Of course, closing the portal now would sever them, but he seemed not to mind.