> Offer him a place in your new world order. Then ensnare his legs with vines and crush them. His place will be the golems groin as a weeping codpiece.
> Claim his things as our due.
> Intercept the incoming arrow with your whip, then shove it up the centaur's ass.
Crack a wry smile and say, "Seems like you're... pasture prime." YYYEEEAAAAAHHHHH.
cock hero flux
> use the staff to propel one of the golems arm corpses at him like some kind of nasty rocket punch
> use staff to create vines to bind centaur's arms into a non-firing position, then say "am I disturbing you? you look a little...tied up at the moment"
This libtard terminator keeps asking for guns that don't exist and I may have to close early out of frustration.
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Sea of Thieves: Reduced the number of quest types from 3 to 2
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