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"Tame?"

"How?"

"How am I supposed to do that..."

Alves had a lot going on in his head and the words kept falling out of his lips of their own accords. But then he realised that he had more than that to worry about.

Suddenly, he struggled with all the strength in him. He felt a great force pulling him by the collar, in a slide off the paw of the huge lion. He went sliding away. About a metre away from where the lion had originally pinned him down to.

He puffed first before he made out the words,

"What was that?"

He couldn't be sure what to think. One thing which was certain was the fact that he didn't pull himself. It must be his Ri pulling off the pressure of the paw of the lion.

He raised his head looking at the lion. The creature, even distant from him, looked quite huge.

"Tame it? Did that motherfucker say Tame it?"

Alves wanted it all to be a lie but he couldn't draw the inference.

"A tool? My tool? What does it mean by that? What tool is it talking about?"

The more Alves tho
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