Safe

" I WISH FOR SHRAPNEL AND FIRE PROOF SCALES". You yell at the leprechaun . You pull your humongous wing over your whole body. Then, Booooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooom! You feel ruthless sharp pieces of metal hit your skin immediately after. Then spouts of flame hits your wing. You grit your teeth knowing what your wing will look like after words. You look over your wing to find the net is ashes and there are exactly six army choppers and nine tanks. Rolling in. A awesome looking battle you won't back out knowing that shrapnel can also mean bullets. You are practicly invincible.

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Poor battle.

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