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[i]The Magna Pater taught the abomination what ground game was all about. With a hog-like grunt, it entrapped its foe within the thick coils of its tail and the folds of its wings before shredding the helpless thing like how a cat shreds window curtains. It tore the abomination limb from limb, decorated the body with protruding bones, strung out the rancid intestines like tinsel, and propped it up like a fuck-ugly Christmas tree. Forget grappling. Trying to grapple with the Magna Pater was comparable to an anemic retard trying to wrestle up a Tsavo lion in the far reaches of Southern Africa. Several seconds after having been interrupted, the blood-sopped creature raised itself up off the ground to soundlessly observe Saaria. It was as still as a statue. Or a gargoyle. It didn't move after her or make any sudden movements, like how a bear sometimes acts when meeting a hiker. Surely though, no thoughts comparable to those of a bear existed within the monster's mind. For whatever reason it merely regarded her, some things are best left unsaid. It would remain where it was for a while even after she moved out of sight.[/i]