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Hitting the barrier that surprisingly withheld its charge, the centipede backed away after receiving its own impact.
The mother and child were confused. A hand grabbed them and lifted them up. When they looked at who, it was someone they knew.
“Uncle Gon!” The young goblin shouted with joy.
Gon, who had grown a short beard, was glad that he made it in time. Sadly, not to save his other brethren. However, he didn’t have time to mourn.
“Keep running, quickly. I will carry her on my back. Come on!” Gon lifted the girl up and carried her on his back. After glancing once at the still stunned centipede, he ran with all his might.
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