Whyte once again snarrled as he charged towards the Outlaws, knocking one of them down. "I'll let ya keep the Clakker if ya leave Spittoonstone NOW!!! Go back to yer hideout and NEVER come back!!!!" Whyte slammed a fist against the wall, enough force to shake the whole bar. The Glukkon glared deep into the Outlaws' eyes. "Leave ..... 'n' take yer pile'a'crap with ya." Whyte sounded like he was pushing it, but it was necessary for his plan to take action, and hopefully rescueing both the town AND the Clakker ....
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