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- It dropped her, but she clung to the tentacle with her left arm and fired her pistol into the maw of the Deep One. A howl of pain and anger tore at her mind, and she nearly dropped her gun.
- HURT YOU EACH SHOT AS HURTS ME came the Voice, gloating through its pain.
- One more psychic blast like that, and Lara knew she would fall unconscious, easy prey for the Deep One.
- The Lost Cult, Chapter 24
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