Slowly and carefully, you cut a straight line down the middle of the mother, from the bottom of her crotch to the top of her head. Of course, you forgot which settings were which, and the sword was not glowing white. But you just didn't think that far ahead and just made the change anyway. You sat down on a nearby bench that would enable you to observe this inconspicuously.
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