“… By all means, Mr Wolf, try to break free of those chains. No matter how much practice you’ve had you will never escape by yourself.”
“Ah, Mr Fox. Your kind of wild, small-minded plans make me cringe. Come close and tell me what this one is called.”
“It’s written upon the chains that bind you, Mr Wolf. The Indestructible Link. A top-secret alloy that – eh?”
“That you were cajoled into making, Mr Fox. My organisation heaped praise upon you about your alchemistic ‘expertise’ yet you overlooked one key fact. My skin blights metal, making it brittle and crumble…”
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