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"Fifth time's the charm," Zen told himself and eyed the slimes gathered near the red fir tree.
He didn't know what slimes these were, but they were orange and made strange clinking noises when they bounced. Honestly, Zen only chose to test the different effects of herbs he gathered around the orange slimes because they bounced the slowest. It did