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And afterwards the Sphinx strikes as she hovers there, her giant wings thrumming. She will not bite or kick or perhaps roar. She merely reaches down with a single giant paw, claws prolonged, and plucks the stitching that operates close to Charlie’s neck. Yanks it, essentially. And, very well, the rest is rapid but messy. A person will be chaotic