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He twists his arms upwards so that they are pointing at an awkward angle, and the fire grazes his pants. He sweeps your feet out from under you and shoves your head against the ground. He finishes grabbing the flamethrower piece and ripping it off. "You DO realize that the consequence is only exile... Right?"
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"And then I will place a bounty on your head, along with the hundred lasers aimed at you." [b]Police sirens begin blaring has he attaches a small device to your back. It sparks and your weapon systems are jammed and disarmed. [/b]