OOC: Sorry.
Molt was surprised at the slig's determation. But he wasn't afriad of him. There was no way he could lose to a pantless slig. Molt shouted down the vent "Um, if you haven't noticed retard, I'm part metal. I ain't got no arms to tear off. You're just a weak slig that doesn't want to wear pants. A new born has better aim than you! You're worse than that Crappiqu guy! He and his over sized pants better be there when I eat you alive!" He left in a laugh and even Max laughed with him. Molt thought, "Better go see what's going in those grinders." He reached an elevator a pressed in the grinder's level. He got in and went down.
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