Molt was utterly disgusted at the sluggish slig and the one ranning into the armory room. "Idoits.." was what Molt could only think about. He saw that the slig was trying to fool him, but it's fun to mess with people's minds. He shouted at Srag, "Well, Srag, are ya absent minded? Or are you a clumisy ol' oaf? And stop looking at me like that! And what good have I done to people?! Who sent you?!" He roared again at him, "And who sent you?! And do ya think, just because I'm all metal on the outside, that I'm mental on the inside?! Well, do ya?!?" Molt got really angry for some reason and picked up Srag well above his head, with his 4 fingered hand.
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