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*the blimp takes off like a shot through the evening skies, casting an orange glow over all.*
*Back at the lair, Splinter meditated, keeping a watchful eye of his children. Knowing what they had underwent, he rose and went to the infirmary, preparing everything, and hoping that it would not be too late for Machias.* |
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