And just like that, everything is back to normal. The mind boggles at the capability of Vic Callintime, who some say, he must be some kind of robot, he is so efficient. As for the NUC, they remain in limbo, having lost their forest, wondering always, 'Whatever became of Ashiz?' And so, having no leadership, they wander about aimlessly, looking for somewhat to do. Always running into trouble, they have become a reproach, and a hissing. They shoot out the lip at them, and at the sound of a cracking twig, they flee in terror. Eating things, not esteemed to be called food, always looking for rest. But, never finding it. For there is no rest for the wicked.
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