"That was a hell of a fun."

   The leader of the seven said. He was dripping. He was damped and drenched. Water was tracing track across the top of his nose, chin and every other plain patterns on his body. 

    They had just returned from their impromptu tour of the forest the Imp used to live in. They wanted to be sure that there was nothing there. 

   They'd actually accosted several other wild cats, good for them, they could fight their ways around the whole thing.

     "That crazy leopard almost bit off my biggie."

   The last man who walked out of the waters said. The leather he was having on should be water-proof but that was nothing close to it. 

     He joined the remaining sect and they all converged as the leader hopped on his discourse,


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