3″i growl as I enter the trespasser's room through a secret passage. The small human was so frail a gust of wind could break them. I stare down at them curled up in the bed. I sneer until notice a glint of gold. I smirk, the human grab a candle holder to defend themselves. So they aren't entirely stupid. Good to know. Human, wake up.
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