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Anne
Anne watched after Gan as he sat down, concern playing in the corners of her eyes. Reluctantly she lifted her gaze from him. He was in good hands and she could do nothing to help him. Anne quickly told Tamora what she had observed of the creature that had attacked them.
"The creature has to have a weak spot. I noticed it never lifted its head from the water, never exposing it to harm. I'd bet quite a bit on the fact that its tentacles are its strongest line of defense. I'd also wager that this creature, as many water dwellers, does not like fire. Might be a good idea to take a burning branch as a torch."
Anne surveyed the surface of the lake. Apart from the fine drizzle of the rain hitting the water, nothing moved, nothing was evidence of the horrendous struggle just a few minutes earlier.
"Clock-wise or counter clock-wise?" Anne asked turning to Tamora.
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