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With staying power. What a job! Stile moved down the body picking his spot and re- sumed hacking with his machete-axe. Again the blood gouted; again the torso twisted in agony trying futilely to fight or escape. The severed end came around thinking it was a head; it smeared him with half-clotted blood sicken- ingly but could not bite him. Stile pressed on feeling more like a butcher than a hero. In fantasy lore the champion skewered the ferocious dragon one time and the beast col- lapsed cleanly. Here there was nothing neat or convenient or particularly noble about it; he was wallowing in foul- smelling gore hacking apart a helpless mound of blubber. Hero? He wanted to vomit! By the time he completed the second cut his arms were tiring. But still each segment of the Worm remained alive. If he quit here they would become three new smaller.
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