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Chapter #7
He hurtles forward, knocking you down onto the mat
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Like a 300-lbs linebacker on a football field, Magnus charges you, slamming into your weak frame and sending you sprawling onto the mat. Stars flare in your vision and your head surges with pain after the impact. Looking up from your prostrate position, you see a shadow looming over you, and then feel an intense, crushing pain.
Magnus placed one of his large, slab-like hooves on your chest, posing victoriously as he stood over you. You began to struggle, desperately trying to lift him off of you, but you may as well have been attempting to move a mountain. He looked down at you, grinning at your pathetic efforts to escape the pin, "you're not much of a real fighter, are you?" He scoffed, large nostrils flaring as he examined you nearly-naked body. He brought one of his massive hands down to his groin, and began gently massaging himself. "Well, no matter," he said, "I have no objections to simply using as my toy."
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