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Ding! Clang! Clong!

Three stones were whipped from the woman's sling. Each one rang out against the kobolds' foreheads like a gong before knocking them unconscious. They'd come to ambush her while she was sleeping at their campsite by the water, but they'd been clumsy with the approach.

With the kobolds dispatched, calm was restored to the wood. Despite the surprise attack, the woman was still strangely at ease.

She took another stone from the bag and skipped it across the water. It rang out like a bell with each touch against the water, singing out to the world with pride that she were here.

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