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"We're going to have to kill the thing eventually, probably." Jesse said as he followed Zyx

Meatwad looked at the ground in what seemed like disappointment. In reality he was too dumb to remain disappointed too long.

"Want to hang out? I can be your evil sidekick the...very...bad meat." He said, smiling to himself and thinking it was a clever name "No. I am dark. The Dark Meat." 
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"It shouldn't be too hard," Zyx replied, motioning for Jesse to halt as they approached a flight of stairs leading down to what appeared to be the mall's basement. There was no sound as far as mortals were concerned, but an Ultima like Zyx could hear a low hum in the air. Most likely emanating from the magical wards. Calmly laying his hand on the pommel of his sword, he gestured for Jesse to follow as he nonchalantly descended the stairs.

"Get ready. I've a feeling the cult is on the other side of this door. At least a few of their members anyway, and when cornered there's no telling what they will do."

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The horrid sound of bones cracking could be heard, not only as Trollge whipped his head around to look at the talking wad of meat, but also when he silenced the final soldier's scream by liberating his ribcage from his chest cavity.

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Taking the wad of meat into his arms, Trollge returned to his suit, putting it on and brushing it clean. His shadowy bulk conformed back to the natural proportions of your average man, while his hands shifted back to their human shape. His face, still stained with blood, was noticeably less twisted as it had settled back into its jollier grin. Striding off down the street, Trollge kept out an eye for more chaos he and his protien based friend could cause.