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“It’s time this Ruckus music was heard.”
The trio relaxed a little as the sounds of the foul-mouthed Admonishers faded further and further into the distance. It wasn’t until their curses and threats had become soft and subtle echoes that Flip noticed the crossbow bolt lodged in Cave’s leg.
“Oh no! The poor thing! We have to help him!”
“Girl, I gotta keep my Lucinda movin’. There ain’t nuthin’ for it but for you to yank that evil ol’ thing out.”
Flip looked over to Zeb, whose face was dripping with sweat from turning the propeller.
“He’s right Flip, you just have to pull it out.”
Flip nodded and touched the bolt gently with her fingers. Cave jerked away and the rest of the chorus began twittering nervously.
“No! Please! I don’t mean to hurt you! I just have to, just one pull, oka
