Bite the face of Timmy's attacker

A low growl escapes from your throat as you leap toward Timmy's attacker. Your teeth tear into his face, scoring deep, bleeding wounds across his right cheek. The bully has a look of utter, wide-eyed disbelief on his face... he stands motionless for a moment and then slowly brings his hand to his face. When he feels the blood dripping from the fresh wound, he runs away, bawling. The bully with the hook for a hand is standing near the edge of the clearing, chuckling softly. You...

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