Big Red charged, his front right leg limping as he cantered towards the steef. Scourge reached out his arms to grab him but missed. The scrab swiftly moved to his back and launched his attack. He drove his great beak into the steefs back and scourge gritted his teeth in pain. Big Red withdrew his beak and stabbed again, this time near the right shoulder blade. The beast howled in delight, blood running freely from his tounge, as he prepared to finish off his opponent.
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(Growing a mullet in support of the Socceroos)
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