The Weakest Link
Eight creatures crashed into a stage with nine podiums. A short, aging woman with an acid glare walked down the aisle.
Hunted Wumpus looked around. Moments before, there had been many other creatures milling about the dueling ground known as Regionals. The biggest and…
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