“Please help me,” Amy asked, approaching cautiously. “I need a ride.”
The unicorn bowed its horn to the US Army corporal.
“Dark Lords of Chaos invading Des Moines or not,” she said, climbing on, “at least I’m fulfilling my childhood dream trying to stop them!”
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