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above Wolf’s head. Wolf lashed out with his foot and drove it into Daddy Grendel’s groin. The red neck king let loose and ear piercing shriek and doubled over. In a single fluid motion, Wolf rolled away from Daddy Grendel, up onto his feet, and brought Guinevere down on the back of his neck. Daddy Grendel’s head disintegrated and he his body slammed into the ground. We had no time to relish the victory. Daddy Grendel’s shriek had been heard. I could hear the excited grunts of rednecks approaching. Without need for orders, I and the Wolf Pack left quickly, doing our best to melt back into the shadows. I was beginning to feel relief as we neared the edge of the trailer park. I was bringing up the rear and beginning to fall behind. Franklin, who was second to last, was nearly ten yards in front of me. I started to run faster when I saw
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