Bitterly the wizard made his twizzling green, red and yellow potions, suddenly a tall immortal creature, wearing black with its lizard like face, thrashed into the gloomy shop, “I want them one of them err, you know poison potion things!” he growled.
“O-okay,” the wizard spat out sacredly, the wizard rummaged through his potions until -
“I'll have ten in fact!” he stormed even louder.
“Y-y-yes sir, anything for my customers,” the wizard groaned quietly.
“No actually fifteen will do!” mumbled the immortal creature,
“Yes but I'm afraid it’s the last one,” he said. The creature grew taller in the gloomy darkness and grabbed the wizard and crunched his bones.
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