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As Sylk glances you over, the hairs on the back of your neck
stand on end and chills runs down your spine ending in an
uncontrolable shiver.

 "Count yourself lucky, few people make it this far into
 the jungle alive.  Even though I could hear your footsteps tromping
 through the jungle since you first came, the mamba has
 drawn her sights to you and I'm not the kind of assassin
 that will take another's kill."

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