Blasted woman.
So this is it, then.
[what is that sound? Is it....a laser?]
I have become Death, Destroyer of Worlds.... -
[Pan turns to bark into the communicator.]
The feathers given to you by the lady heron! They will serve as protection!
[laser noises. Are they coming from Pan? Oh my!]
One use only, unfortunately. If you find yourself
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