[h1][color=firebrick]Gerald Pithers[/color][/h1]
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As the aftermath of the explosion settled, Gerald lied against the wall of the cavern, having been pushed up against it by the force of the detonation.

Strangely, he was unharmed. The Taken attempting to grind him up, the explosion, none of it put so much as even a dent in him. And he could still feel his other parts... somewhere. Most likely had to do with the jewels embedded in his circlet all giving off a faint glow. But he'd never paid any attention to the fact as they died out.

"EHHH..." Gerald called out, "JUS' ONE CRAZY THING AFTAH ANOTHAH..."

He attempted to shift his vision around the cleared room, but to no avail. Still no neck stump to work with. But he could still hear, however. The sound of Taken claws stamping the cavern floor, coming this way.

"AH, RICHARDS!" He yelled, "WE'VE MORE JUNGLE BEASTS ABOUT!"

At this rate, he'd never get his bones back.

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