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The armor was merely a puppet crafted from a remote-controlled earthworm that Martina had given to Egil. With differing personalities, the same psionic power manifested in entirely different styles.

"Go to hell!" Egil's voice erupted from behind the Forest Dryad!

Thud! A punch landed squarely on the lower back of the Forest Dryad!

"Go to hell, Forest Dryad!" Egil's punches were furious