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. Flint could see most of its segmented
body now, twisting along the contours of the wall. A pair of
short but thick legs, white and slime-covered, extended
from each segment. Each leg ended in a pair of suction cups
as big as the dwarf's head. Shreds of rotted flesh from past
meals clung to the beast. Bile rose in Flint's throat as revul-
sion gripped him. The creature was far larger than any other
carrion crawler the dwarf had ever seen, or even heard of; it
was the grandaddy of all carrion crawlers. Swallowing
hard, Flint tightened his grip on the root and hurled the
stone. With a crack, it caromed off the shiny head and sailed
down the tunnel, unnoticed by its target.
Instantly, Perian's arm snapped forward. The stone
plunged straight into the crawler's mouth, disappearing in a
tiny shower of tooth fragments. It was impossible to tell
whether the beast felt any pain, but the repulsive head made
a sort of roar and swung abruptly away from Perian.
Though the beast was still at least six feet below them, three
tentacles lashed out and wrapped around Flint's right boot.
Instantly the leather steamed and hissed, and blisters
formed around the ankle
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