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...Within a flash he was there and it seemed startled then he was relieved when that initial look quickly faded into something between pleasant surprise and curbed enthusiasm. The smile slowly opened up a genetic window into Manco Capac’s legendary dynasty but the neon purpleised teeth seemed to veil a somewhat sinister look. This produced a sudden stab of fear in his chest as he now proceeded with caution into unfamiliar territory. Something didn’t smell right. The savannahs of Santiago never give up a meal without so much as a Fandango and if it does there is normally a good reason. He knew then that he was the only one who had taken the scent and there would be no need to chase this ageing Impala, no need to swipe at the fishnet ankles to knock them off balance. He was worried by the lyre shaped high horns and felt there may be something strangely familiar to him and yet to be revealed under the surface. One thing he knew for sure - either way - the hunt was over
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