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The Sandworm came flying towards Alisa. She chopped off its head midair.
“All bark and no bite,” Alisa said, kicking the sandworm’s head into the sky.
“Look out!”
Suddenly, the Sandworm’s dismembered face lunged to attack Alisa!
“Ahh!” (-1 HP)
The Sandworm’s face burrowed into the sand with incredible force.
“Ouch…. Just what was that giant worm monster?” Alisa stood up, her hand gripping her stomach.
“When it comes to primitive life forms like that one, stubbornness is a common trait,” said Tyrone.
A small gathering of the planet’s natives were standing there. They were a mousy looking species clad in robes. There were two factions of them; a group wearing blue robes, and a group wearing brown robes. They didn’t seem to notice Alisa and her comrades yet.